Nino
The rest of the ride home was quiet except for the fact that Yass kept going on and on about how that perverted stalker stalked her and how possessive he was.
We alighted the car when we reached home.
Once inside the house, Yass dropped herself on the sofa and sighed. "It is good to be home. It's good to be home again. I'm so exhausted."
"I will make dinner." Joana prompted and turn to the kitchen.
"I will do it." I said quickly. Halting her steps. She turns to me. "You guys are my guests, I should make dinner..."
"You just returned from the hospital and you still want to make dinner? Nino, you are not fully recovered. You need some rest. Doesn't your health and well-being matter to you?"
I wanted to argue but she held out a finger. Gesturing, I shouldn't argue with her.
"Okay. Fine."
