Benedict’s Pov:
I could sense the tension between the ladies. Ladies just had a way of complicating things. Heaven knows if I set eyes on any of my childhood male friends we would hug each other and catch up over some drinks
“I think the tension is on Caroline” Don whispered to me
“Benedict, Benny same thing” Camella's cheer reduced, I could tell she too was getting uncomfortable
“Oh my God Caroline, we should celebrate, our friend is back, at least that's something to be happy about,” I said in a bid to brighten the mood
“Yeah, I think we should” Camella's smile reappeared “Are you okay Caroline, you haven't moved from that spot since you walked in”
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Caroline just stood there. She looked like she was trying hard to figure something out, she looked uneasy, a look I've become
