Chapter twenty one

"Oh, my goodness! It is dark here. There is no fresh air and you turn off the air conditioner. This room stinks jazz! " she opens the windows and sprays some air freshener in the room.

"It seems you haven't taken your bath for days" She hold her nose and Quicney didn't give her any response or react to it. She stares at her for a while.

"Quicney, I made a cup of coffee for you" She gave him the cup of coffee but he refuse. She dropped it on top of the table.

"Quicney, why are you like this? It is

weekend and you are like this. You should be with your friends hanging out like we always do every weekend. When I left, you weren't like this. You look so unkept. This is unusual of you. What is eating up? " she draws closer to him.

"Isabella, I am fine. You don't have to stress yourself because of me. I can take care of myself "he sat down upright and grabbed his pillowcase.

"When did you come back? I thought you have decided not to visit your brother" he tickle her.

"Bro, stop it! Y