“Can I have my phone?” I asked Dominic during breakfast, and he glanced up to look at me. “My friend will be worried sick, you told her I left for a work-trip and if I don’t contact her; she'll go to my workplace and ask, and she will get more worried.” I explained.
“Fine.” He mumbled against his breath and my eyes widened, he didn’t tell me no, why didn’t he. “In return, you will accompany me to a party tonight.” He said, and I didn’t argue either.
My mind was still on last night, the things I found, I have more than twenty days to figure out what’s going on, why he has those pictures and who are these people.
After breakfast, Dominic has left; he was not himself today, the questions I had in mind were eating me up and I needed a single relief.
“Can we talk?” I mumbled against my b
