I walked into the room with mixed emotions.
I personally did not want us to fight but then I would help but blame the man.
'Why didn't he say anything to me? Why was Andrew hiding things from me? My mother is contacting him? Why?'
Many thoughts ran through my head as I tried to concentrate my scattered thoughts into one. The main point was that I had to sleep in his room because Andrew could not keep his mouth shut.
If Andrew would have given me some time I would have been able to make Mayla understand our situation. 'Should I go to sleep with Mayla and say that I miss her.'
I sighed as I looked around the room. Andrew's room was simple. White plain walls and minimal decoration. It was just like his study room and his cabin. There was a synergy in all of these. Everything was showing Andrew's own personal style.
"What are you thinking so deeply?"
I was frightened as I looked around and saw Andrew standing there behind me.
