TELLING THE STORY
Emelia was still standing by the door, her hands were quivering, and her heart was sprinting, Wondering How a man could have this much control over her emotions, it was crazy because no one had made her heart skip like this. She ran her hands through her curly red hair, feeling the silkiness of the strands.
Suddenly, the door opened, revealing Lily with two big trash bags in her hands, Emelia jumped back in fright, thinking she saw a ghost, but it was only in her imagination.
"The trash has been piling up for a week now and someone forgot it is her turn to throw away the trash," Lily complained immediately when she saw Emelia.
"Oh!" That was the only response she gave to Lily.
Lily narrowed her eyes at Emelia, it was unusual for Emelia not to counter her words especially when it came to the house duties. Seeing the blank look on her face, "Did something happen to you?" She asked, skeptical.
