Unexpected 29: The Visitor

The next morning, I woke up early from my sleep. I closed my eyes and blocked my palms from the bright sun that penetrated the glass wall of the room. I avoided it, then stretched and yawned. It's my day off today so I feel good.

I also decided to get up. I fixed myself before leaving my room. I was just on the stairs when I smelled the sweet aroma coming from the kitchen. I frowned. Is Zandy cooking again? The smell of garlic and onions being fried made my stomach growl.

I finally made it down the stairs and walked towards the kitchen and I didn't make a mistake. Zandy was in front of the stove cooking

I tilted my head slightly. I suddenly remembered what I saw last night. I saw Ton hug him, he said he was his friend. I can't help but doubt both of them.

I feel it. "Did you have a visitor last night, Zandy? I heard you were talking with someone?" I'm curious.

He didn't face me and just continued cooking. "It was, Ton my friend," he said casually.

"Ow! How cute? I mean, Ton is your fr