"You've been distracted lately" Othniel pointed out, staring at his girlfriend.
She was sitting by the island on his kitchen with a grave, thoughtful look on her face.
Othniel had never seen her this way.
Normally, everyone thought she was a loud and mouthy American girl at their school but the truth was that deep down she was thoughtful, calculating and business oriented. The girl's life was an organized to do list and she knew what she wanted to do and be in the next Fifteen years.
Othniel found himself wishing to be part of that business plan of hers.
"Maybe I am" she sighed, spinning on a chair dramatically.
"But I'm just worried about Emmaly. She's been upset for far too long. I mean they were supposed to make up at the hospital considering I begged my father to let Emmaly stay
