ZERIAH’S POV:
“What happened to your forehead?” I asked Zoe immediately after I saw her munching a sandwich secretly in the middle of the night. Based on her get up, I am guessing that she is supposed to be going in the bathroom where I just came from, considering that a towel is hanging from her left shoulder.
She has a scratch near her eyebrow.
“I fell from the bed.” She uttered embarrassed. She is trying her best to avoid looking at my direction as her eyes went looking down straight on the ground.
I wonder what made her fall from the bed.
“Was it a bad dream?” I asked as I stared straight to her eyes.
Her gaze continue to shift from the ground to my body and back up my face. Funny.
“What?! What do you mean? What dream?! No one’s dreamt here hahahaha” She replied quite conf
