Benedict's POV
"What do you mean?" My mom asked the moment she found me in the kitchen, Lisa was still sleeping, and I wanted to bring her breakfast in bed, so I woke up early, and I cooked because I didn't want to bother the kitchen staff since I knew the first shift work schedule would start at six in the morning.
"I don't know, mom, but I could feel that something was wrong with Lisa. She used to be so energetic and lively, but now I could tell that something was bothering her, and she's trying to hide it from me. I feel so worried about her, mom." I said, and I know I have to tell someone about how I feel, and I couldn't open up to my sweet little sister because I knew she would share it with Lisa; she is her best friend after all.
