~ TONI MACARONI'S POV ~
Since I was a young child, I've always been good at sensing fear - and that was exactly what I saw on Ellie's face as I pulled out my father's hunting chopsticks.
"Look, Toni, I don't know what the hell is wrong with you at the moment. I know Caspar's death has changed you - hell it's changed us all. Just, please.. don't do whatever you think you're doing!"
She spoke quickly and nervously, as if she actually expected me to harm her. I would - could never hurt Ellie.
"Ellie, I won't hurt you. Just.. I have something to tell you, about Caspar's death."
