Cassandra was cooking for their lunch when she noticed that Herdon looks troubled or worried. She can see him in the sala from the kitchen door. She decided to lower the fire so she can talk to Herdon for a while.
"Hon?"
Herdon did not move an inch. He was too preoccupied. So Cassandra sat beside him.
"Is there any problem that I don't know, hon?" she put her hand on Herdon's hand to let him know she's there.
"H-hey..." Herdon was surprised that she was there, "I t-thought you're in the kitchen?" he doesn't know what to ask exactly.
"Yeah. I just saw you..." she scoffed, "You look worried... What's the problem?" she then turned serious.
Herdon closed his eyes. He looks like he has something to tell.
"I will listen," she whispered.
Herdon gulped before facing her. "Are you done cook
