Mike was awakened by a delicious smell from the yacht’s kitchen. He went out and saw that the table is already set for breakfast.
“Breakfast is ready,” Tiffany said when she saw Mike came out from his cabin.
“That smells delicious,” Mike said as he looked at the meal.
Tiffany smiled at the thought that Mike never bullied her during the past two days; however, it makes her sad to think that today is their last day in the yacht. She was a little worried that when they will be in the apartelle, the old Mike will also return. She will miss the nice Mike she knew in the yacht.
“Come on, spill it out,” Mike interrupted her thoughts.
“What?” Tiffany was surprised.
“I said spill it out,” Mike looked at her, “the thing that you have been thinking about, spill it out.”
“It’s nothing,” Tif
