Damek was still locked inside the room 715 with Jayda. He couldn’t say goodbye for he was a little worried than afraid that there might something bad that would happen to her again.
“You should go to your room. I can handle this myself.”
“I’m cleaning the mess you’ve made. I’m just helping.”
The clock fall at twelve-twenty and Damek was holding a pile of books that Jayda tossed to her just a while ago. He was moving at every corner to collect the books on the floor while Jayda was cleaning the mess in the kitchen.
Meanwhile, Damek sat at the swivel chair, patiently waiting for Jayda to finish washing in the kitchen sink when he asked, “Are you okay now?”
After putting the last plate in the cupboard, she was done there. Jayda was wiping her hands with the cloth when she looked at him.
