He walked into the bar in a blue t-shirt and casual jean trousers with sneakers, looking frustrated, like a man who had just lost his wife. Bukunmi’s attitude was really eating him up, and all he could do was pretend not to care. Throughout the week, the only words she had said to him were: “Good morning” and “Here is the report”, and it bothered him a lot.
He hadn’t caught her talking to any guy on the surveillance camera yet, and she didn’t even leave the office except it was lunchtime. How could she manage to stay the whole day without speaking to him? It never used to be so. He felt really hurt, but what could he say? He had been the one pushing her away time after time, and probably hurting her feelings in the process. Maybe it was revenge she was seeking for, but he doubted that
