Through many ups and downs Seyla and Jack try to keep their love alive. Jack tries his hardest to keep his secrets out of his relationship, but in a relationship based on lies, the truth always finds a way to the surface. ∞ "When are you leaving?" He furrows his eyebrows and tilts his head in confusion, "What do you mean?" "You said you weren't going to stay here for long," I explain. "I'm not," He nods. "So, when are you leaving?" I press further. "I don't know when I'm leaving. What's with the questions?" He leans back into the couch; his face shows clear irritation and slight anger. "How do you not know when you're going to leave?" He squints his eyes at me when I carry on, "Okay then, what's the reason? Why are you leaving this place?" I try again. "Because I can't stay," He scratches his forehead. Another sign of nervousness. "Why? Because you're a murderer and now the police are looking for you everywhere?" I say in a jokingly way. I expected a small smirk on his face, but I'm starting to feel uneasy when his eyes suddenly get darker and his eyebrows sink, creating a harsh glare.