“Do you want me to put your clothes on?”
I glared at him and signaled him to go out. “I can do it myself.”
He heaved a sighed. “Alright. Lunch is ready soon.” He said before giving me a smile and closed the door of the room.
I put lotion on my skin and did my skin care routine after putting my clothes on. I only wore an oversized white shirt and a black shorts with a fluffy slippers.
Looking myself in the mirror, I saw a very beautiful woman with a more mature yet fragile heart. When I was in New York, I had so many suitors but none of them really catches my attention. If ever-----If ever my heart would be interested to someone, I would risk it so that I could totally erase Black from my system. Yes! That should be it.
After doing my routines, I went out of the room and head downstai
