Cathy
I must have said something to upset him, or maybe do something to upset him because he suddenly went cold.
It was funny and strange. Tyrell was laughing and teasing me just a few minutes ago, and all of a sudden, he was acting like I was nothing but a mere stranger in his house.
Right. I am a stranger indeed, but not the kind that you don't talk to. I mean, given the stuff we've been through together, you can't possibly classify me as a stranger, right?
I should be happy. I hated the way he made fun of me, his expensive jokes, and how much fun he had by messing with me, but for some reason, I was annoyed and hurt, slightly hurt.
"So? Are we just going to sit here?" I asked, clearing my voice loudly as I stared at him across the room.
We've been sitting in silence, awkward sile
