Chapter 16

Miss Diaz had dropped me off at my front door, as she helped me bring up the clothes we had purchased. I was so glad she hadn’t proceeded on coming inside my house.

I lay down on my bed staring at my white ceiling like there’s some sort of thing written there which I’m trying to decipher, the more I looked the more confused I get. I wasn’t actually trying to figure anything out, for the past twenty minutes Miss Diaz left, I’ve been having difficulties getting the thought of her off my mind. She lingers in everything I think of or do.

I could be imagining her doing all sort of things, I often wonder what she’s doing, what she’s eating, who’s she texting or talking with.

I was lost in these thought of her, I didn’t hear the knocking on my door.

I sprang on my feet the moment the knocking repeated.

Shit.

Who could it be?

I wasn’t expecting anyone.

I opened the door and immediately felt goosebumps all over my skin at the sight on my face.

I stood fixated, I blinked my eyes couple of