TRIGGER WARNING: SUBTLE MENTIONS OF SEXUAL ABUSE.
"My God, what happened to you?" I asked, searching her eyes intently.
"Do you want anything? I think there's like Pepsi in the fridge and I have biscuits," She offered, trying to evade my question but I wasn't one to back down easily in these kinds of situations.
"Bella! You look horrible and lean. When last did you eat?" I fretted, examining her body.
"And when last did you shower?" I scrunched my nose as I sensed an unpleasant odor the moment I decided to breathe in deeply.
"Uh, I think I had a bath like two or three days ago…" She confessed.
"Okay, that's extreme. What in the world happened to you? Please tell me?" I prodded.
"I haven't been myself, Chisom. I feel like my life is falling apart. And I don't know how to tell you what happened. I don't think I can relive that terrible day again. I don't know. I don't know why this happened to me.
