Apparently, news travels 10 times faster here, mostly because everyone is always ready and eager to gossip.
By the time we reached my house, my parents were already at the door, waiting for my arrival. Even before I stepped down from the car, I sensed the restless energy between them both.
“Naomi! Oo Naomi!” My mom cried immediately when she saw me and made for me with arms stretched wide. “Ohhh” She stopped suddenly when she saw the dried blood on my dress.
“It's okay… I'm fine.. Not my blood.” I called as I approached them.
“Are you hurt sweetie? Theo phoned to tell us you were attacked. Are you bleeding?” My mom asked and, at the same time, examined me all over for any signs of Injury.
“I'm okay, Mom.” I repeated tiredly.
“But the blood…”
“.. isn't mine.” I interrupted her stat
