(CLOE'S POV)
I get inside the door leaving the door open. Although I am still not in the mood to deal with Ziggy, I still have to make sure not to be rude. He followed me inside and waited 'till we got in before he spoke.
"Cloe, I'm sorry…" He voiced out, but I don't have the comfort of time to talk to him now.
I raised my palm open, gesturing to stop him. "Not now, Zig. I need to be in front of my laptop minutes away for the interview." Then, I went up, not waiting for his answer. I stopped as I reach the front of my bedroom door and not hearing any response from him. "You can lock the front door if had decided to go out." Then I get inside my room and slam the door.
