Ryan stopped on his tracks as her words fell; he stood there watching the girl picking up the paper planes and retreating to her bed. Sitting on it she took the comic book which was left open and started reading it, totally disregarding Ryan and his presence. A bad feeling stirried within him as he asked, "Aren't you sick?" The girl nodded a no and immersed herself deeper into the book.
The man stood goofily on his spot watching her behave stranger than usual, didn't she say she would be happy if he came back earlier then why was her reaction totally different to the one he had imagined. Ryan was sure that something was quite not right but how was he supposed to find out. He asked, "Is something wrong?"
Bee didn't bother to look up at him, she was feeling empty and wanted to send somewhe
