Samantha clutched the white cloth tightly and lifted it slowly while calling out Timothy's name, "Timo—"
She was utterly stupefied when she laid eyes on the person under the cloth, so much so that her words got stuck in her throat.
Ronald was the one lying on the bed at that moment. He had a similarly awkward look on his face and was so mortified that his usually eloquent self could not even say a single word.
The two of them simply stared at each other in silence and there was an atmosphere of speechlessness in the air.
"Ahem." Ronald could not take it any longer and cleared his throat to dispel the awkward silence.
Samantha blinked twice and returned to her senses slowly. "You... R-R-Ronald, why… Why are you here?"
She had clearly been calling out Timothy's name.
