LYRON
"This guy is just out to make me feel guilty," I grumbled.
"I was afraid you'd never answer me again," he texted. "Do you hate me?"
"That's not the case. Haa, anyway, we need to talk," I replied.
"Should I get a reservation at a restaurant?" He was eager.
"There'll be no need for that. I'll text you the place we're to meet up," I answered before placing my phone down.
After getting ready, I headed downstairs to grab a glass of water before heading out.
"You finally decided to step out of your room," Zara leaned against the wall.
"I see you here more often than not," I commented. "Don't you ever go to work?"
"I could say the exact same thing about you," she retorted.
"While you were curled up in there for two days, I worked my ass off during those days
