CLARA
I rushed out of my room and headed for Roberto's, my mouth fell when I saw him sitting down on his bed peacefully reading a book.
What?
"You okay?" He asked as he noticed how hard my breathing was.
"No, I just...I thought I heard.......didn't you just scream right now?"
"Me?" He asked in disbelief. "I haven't even slept yet,"
"I...what?"
"Are you okay? You seemed stressed and tired. Go get some rest,"
"But-"
"Clara, as you can see I'm fine," he replies nonchalantly, his eyes still seeming tired.
"Okay," I stepped back and held the handle of his door. "Good night then."
I couldn't sleep after what just happened, I know that scream. I've heard it multiple times. It's definitely him but why? He wasn't even asleep.
I went to the kitchen, it was quiet and empty. Right, the mai
