Somewhere or the other, Tessa was feeling anxious over the days. There wasn't much doing except for her dermatophagia taking league and her face a frightening being. Every day I noticed, every day I tried to get her to the attention she was losing it, but somehow she was drifting away. Why I refused to know.
So the next day, I visited her room.
Emy and Anita were dozing off, thankfully, so I was able to get her alone, but initially, I had to deal with her dad. That now wasn't quite pleasing, because my conclusions came to a dead end.
"Now, now...Tessa is busy now. Why disturb her when she is hooked up in work?"
That didn't sound as if he was excited by the proposal, neither did it show how much he knew of her problem.
"Uncle, Tessa has been feeling sick lately. Did you consider that
