POV Liberty
As I sat in the kitchen at the table I watched Jess shift uncomfortably in the chair besides me. “Are you okay?,” I asked, furrowing my brows.
She glanced from the table to me nervously and she nodded,”Of course”, she said, faking a smile on her face as if to back up her statement.
“Shall I make tea?,” she suddenly said, standing and making her way to the kettle.
I said nothing, I just watched how she moved and how her body had a slight tremble to it. It puzzled me on how she went from carefree to this bag of nerves.
“You’re not a good liar”, I muttered.
Her eyes darted across the breakfast bar to where I sat and she nodded as if I was right. I frowned,”So are you going to tell me?,” I asked again.
She was really irritating me now, she clearly had somethi
