It’s been awfully quiet inside my apartment since Sean had left as if nothing happened. Gregory hadn’t spoken a word since he saw us err Sean all over me in a very compromising situation. Only the sound of the utensils hitting each other as we eat the food he brought home from Nana can be heard. I couldn’t even enjoy my favorite oxtail soup because of the obvious tension in the air around us.
I peeked under my lashes and watch him cut the meat with a pair of knife and fork. He was so serious that his jaws clenched as he focuses on it. I've known him since I was eleven but I've never seen him like this before. It even looks as if he had his thoughts elsewhere.
“Uhm… Gregory…” I called to him but he didn’t even throw me a glance.
“Are you
