|Tamara|
I am not expecting that my day would turn out like this.
In span of a few minutes, the euphoria I was feeling a moment ago while I was with Geoff, vanishes like bubble into thin air.
“How are you, Nikko?” were the first word that came out in my mouth the moment we got into our seat inside the coffee shop. And instead of answering my question, he continues staring at me with his serious expression, like he’s waiting for me to explain what is really happening.
But Nikko seems to notice that I am not ready to talk about what happened earlier. His eyes glued into mine for a few seconds before he heave a deep sigh and respond to my question.
“Well. I am fine,” he started. “I became busy with piling projects for the past few months. That’s why I wasn’t able to contact you,”
