"Are you okay? You look weird..."
Carl asked Izzy with a furrowed brow as they ate. She pretended to roll her eyes.
"Weird? What are you talking about? I'm fine. Just thinking."
She said, grabbing her glass of orange juice from the table.
"Are you still thinking about your mom, Hilda?"
Carl asked, concerned. Izzy forced a smile and nodded slowly.
"S-she's never left my mind, Carl."
She replied.
How could she tell her friend that besides her mother, she couldn’t stop thinking about the man who was hiding in the bathroom earlier.
Seth Santiago was probably furious with her, especially since she promised she would talk to Carl quickly.
"Izzy, stop wasting your energy thinking about that man. He's old enough to take care of himself. He’s probably already gone by now, right?"
She men
