"So, what are you cooking?" I asked Rhys while I'm putting the apron on.
"Chicken tortilla soup," he responded.
Oh, I haven't tried a chicken tortilla before. Hope I'm not going to mess this whole kitchen up cause I'm going to help him.
"Where did you and Andrew go?" he added.
"Just walking in the woods," I casually said.
I don't want to tell him what really happened inside the woods. I hate to admit it, but I don't want him to pity me.
"Did you guys talk about something?" he asked.
My brows creased at his question. What does he mean by that?
"What do you mean?" I asked
He looked at me bewildered but instantly covered it with a pseudo laugh.
"Oh, nothing. Something two friends always talk about. That's what I mean," he reasoned out.
I have a feeling that he's not telling me the
