MAYA
"There's something I can't quite get out of my head." I said, staring straight into Desmond's Hazel eyes. His eyes squinted a bit.
"What is it?" He asked, gently dropping his slice of pancake.
I heaved a light sigh with my gaze still fixated at him. I wanted to study him well as much as I could before spilling the beans. And after a brief moment, I finally got rid of my hesitation.
"It's about you." I toned and he frowned slightly in a split moment.
"Did I do something wrong?" He asked in a concerned manner.
"Well apart from burning that innocent pancake, none." I toned in a jovial manner and he chuckled. And as the next second came, our sternness had returned.
"I'm worried about you." I said whilst mentally recalling the scenery I saw back in the kitchen. "Back in the kit
