|Tamara|
“I’m just asking, Tamara. I just want to know if you’re feeling better. Can’t you answer me just like old time’s sake?” he said critically. I began to laugh at his words without humor. I drop both of my arms to my side and hang it to my waist, still holding the slip.
“Oh? Just like old times? Well, what do you want to hear, huh?” I asked him with pure mockery. His brows collided and was rendered speechless after what I have said to him. I rolled my eyes at him, no longer hiding my lack of sensibility. “If you want me to spell it out for you. Okay. As you can see, I…am…fine. Oh wait, actually, I ‘was’ fine. I was having a great day just until I saw you here. And why do you even want to know my condition? Who are you to be concerned? As far as I can remember, we’re strangers now
