Twenty Three

“You look like you’re having fun today.” A voice startled me when I entered my room.

I glanced at someone who was now so insolently lying on my bed. I looked at him with a sulking face. Meanwhile, Terrence woke up and chuckled. He said he was too tired waiting in the living room so mom let him rest in my room.

MOM! Argh!

“Why do you look so annoyed? Are you still angry because—”

“She’s crazy, like Giselle,” I cut in.

“Who are you calling crazy?” Terrence furrowed his brows in confusion.

“Your ex-girlfriend,” I mumbled.

“Um... she’s not my ex-girlfriend,” he said.

I put my backpack on the study table and ignored it because I wanted to take a quick shower. I ignored Terrence who was still trying to get me to talk about it. I ignored it and chose to listen to the sound of running water. I try to clear my mind and try to for