“Ayesha,”
I blinked several times, I didn’t know I was spacing out. “Huh?”
His forehead's creased while looking at me. We're currently stucked at the traffic, “Are you alright? You're spacing out,” He reached for my hand and gently squeezed it.
“Did they do something bad at the frontdesk?”
I shook my head, “No, it’s not like that. I'm fine Ken.”
“I noticed you're spacing out since we had our lunch earlier. What's wrong? Are you sick? You're not feeling well?" He then put his hand on my forehead.
I sighed, “I'm fine Ken, I'm not sick. Maybe I'm just tired for today.”
I lied. The truth is my mind is clouded with everything that Ciarra told me earlier. I can't forget every details that matched Kyle and Jigs's reaction towards me.
I don't know why I feel some
