Darryl looked at her, wanting to hug her. But something deep inside him kept stopping him.
"Thanks. I would like to change first." He replied and walked into his room.
After what seemed like forever, he finally came to the dining hall.
Immediately he unveiled the content of the bowl, he felt like puking.
"What is this?" Darryl asked with so much disgust in his voice.
"Why? Don't you like what I prepared for you? I took my time to prepare all this for you, only for you to look at it with so much hatred." Abigail began to cry.
"Come on. I only asked a simple question. Why are you acting up all of a sudden? Fine, I'm sorry. Why are you crying anyway? I'll eat it. It's okay!" Darryl tried to persuade her.
He took a bite of the meal he had been served with. Immediately he tasted i
