Immediately, Manang followed the order. I, on the other hand, was unsure about the feelings I was experiencing. I felt like Rozzean was avoiding me, but why? is he mad at me?
When I checked the time, it was already five o'clock, and I hadn't noticed the hours passing due to deep th. I trailed behind Manang into the kitchen.
"Manang, should I prepare our dinner? There's still plenty of food left from what I cooked earlier."
I gazed at Manang with a puzzled expression, wondering why I felt like I had done something wrong because of the way Rozzean had looked at me.
"No need, dear. I already asked Sir about it, and he said we shouldn't bother."
I nodded in agreement. When Manang set down the three beers on the table, I thought about offering to take them to Rozzean's room myself. Trying
