"Mhm, I'll be going now! Bye-bye!" Sophia said, closing her car window.
The white Porsche sports car drove off, disappearing from the streets.
Nidia crossed the street to reach a bus stop she was familiar with. Later, she rode a bus and headed straight home.
Opening the door to her apartment, she noticed that Grandma was at home.
Nidia changed into a pair of slippers and asked, "Grandma, you didn't go downstairs for your workout today?"
Grandma was walking out of the kitchen with a cup of hot water. Her back was hunched, her eyebrows were furrowed as well.
"I'm feeling a little unwell, so I didn't go dancing. Oh, did you eat with your colleague just now? If not, I could cook something up for you."
"I have," Nidia said. She noticed that something was off about Grandma.
She walked up and held Grandma's arm. "Grandma, what's wrong?"
Grandma brushed it off, showing Nidia that she's fine.
