Suddenly July grimaced. She didn't continue her sentence because she remembered the first night before there was a fight just because of Viola. July herself doesn't know, why she can get carried away with the expressions of love that David throws. What is clear, at that time July really enjoyed it.
Knock…knock…knock…
A knock on the door interrupted Juli's thoughts. The shadow of the first night that occurred in the afternoon just disappeared.
"Miss, it's me. May I come in?"
July recognized the voice. Smoothing her appearance while patting her cheeks so that there is no suspicion when the food delivery person enters. "Come in. I didn't lock the door," shouted July from inside.
The food carrier rushed in and approached July, who was still sitting in the middle of the bed. "Sorry, it takes a long time." Ica smiled. The tray containing the food she brought, she put on the bed right in front of July.
"Ica, wait!" call July.
