Song Recommendation: Sisa by King Promise
Back in America...
"This is where we'll be staying from now on?" Delia asked, dragging her gaze around the four walls of the luxurious looking room of the guest house.
"Yep".
"What happened to our own house?" She turned to Damien, who stood by the door with the few luggage he took to Nigeria.
"It's undergoing some renovations. As soon as it's done, we'll go back", he smiled.
"But why a guest house and not your penthouse?"
"I just decided to try something new", Damien shrugged. "And I thought a new environment would help you get your mind off of everything".
"No need to worry, Bobo. My mind's tougher than you think".
Damien chuckled.
"Hm..." Delia then turned back, admiring the glittering walls of the glass walked room.
"The closet is already full with our clothes and shoes. And also", Damien stepped forward, pulling the door shut as he dropped his bags.
