He spoke no words throughout the drive back to his place. I attempted to speak to him after changing to a shirt and shorts he brought, but he shrugged me off, instead, his focus was on his phone. He was giving me cold shoulders.
I felt refreshed and somehow exhausted. Any moment later, dinner would be served, after which, I would talk to him and apologize for what I did. I realized I shouldn't have done it because we were still in the water. What if I was truly hurt? It was a very childish act.
Where was he right now? Probably in his office, working.
I walked out of the room to help Cora in the kitchen.
I found her humming to a song while setting up foods on the table.
"Need a hand?" I asked.
"Just the juicer honey, thank you," she said.
I walked to the kitchen— the smell of th
