MARIA
My mind was already racing with different ideas and suspicions when I went downstairs to the living room. The conversation with Philip, as well as his leaving, showered another burden on my gloomy mood. Philip had always been open and friendly towards me but now he became distant and secretive.
"Does this mean that he has his own plans behind my back?" I wondered. "Or is he just trying to avoid being exposed?"
I lay down on the couch, my eyes moving around the room as if searching for answers. "I think Philip is changing," I told myself, a shiver running down my spine. "I'm sure he's working behind my back, hiding something from me."
A determination began to well up inside me.
"Hmm, he wants to be smart, right? Okay, I'll be planning at his back too." I said, a sly smile spread
