Camillia came in front of Ayden. He was not surprised to see her in the college, he knew his father sent Camillia to check on him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Uncle Adams send me here to meet you".
"I'm all good, you saw me...now you can go"
"How rude...my Fiancee...I've only came to meet you, after all we're bound to be together right?".
All this time Mathew was listening everything from a distance, when Camillia said the word fiancee it stirred Mathew.
He came near Ayden and aske,"hey man are you okay?"
"Yeah I'm okay".
Ayden introduced Camillia to Mathew.
"Let's go for a coffee", said Camillia.
Ayden shrugged. Mathew threw a look at him that they should go with her.
"Ok", said Ayden.
They went to a nearby cafe and chatted a little, Ayden noticed that Camillia didn't saw what happend in the corridor with Cora earlier.
They see-off Camillia and they came back to their dorm.
As he was lying on his bed and his right hand was resting on his forehead,
"Fiancee? huh!!", Asked Mathew.
"We're not engaged to each other"
"Okay! but she said that bruhhh!"
"I'm saying nah, that we're not engaged".
Mathew frowned a little, looked at Ayden and noticed that he was thinking something deep.
"Mmm....by the way, what are you thinking?", Asked Mathew. He picked up a comic book from the front table and laid on his bed.
"Well....I don't know."
Mathew looked at him for seconds then started to read his book again.
"What's so special in her? that you think of her everytime.."
"I don't know, I've never been so desperate to talk to someone....but....but I don't know what happens to me when I'm around her."
Mathew yawned and turned over another side.
"Well try to figure it out...I'm tired and sleepy, good night mate!".
After sometime Ayden got up and sat on his study table and started to read.
When he felt kind of sleepy, he got up from his chair and made himself a strong black coffee and went back to his table.
Ayden started to write his diary as he does everyday. Suddenly he heard a noise outside as if someone was playing guiter.
Ayden hurriedly got out of his room, looked at the corridor. He went downstairs, looked in the hallway but none was there.
He followed the sound, he can clearly hear the sound of the guitar as it was night time and everything was silent.
He realized that someone was singing in a low voice and was playing the guitar.
He realized that the voice was coming from the music room. He ran towards the room. Then he heard the voice and slowly entered in the music room.
As he entered he was surprised. He was standing in a dark corner of the room and he was speechless.
TO BE CONTINUED.....