"Sir, I have brought you some clean clothes. Are you able to freshen up, sir?" He questioned me and I nodded my head, taking a towel along with me. When I recalled something, I stopped in my tracks and looked at him.
In the room with full A/C, I can feel Daniel getting sweaty. His forehead is covered with sweat beads that shine like pears. Seeing it, my forehead formed a few lines and then I cleared my throat, getting his attention. He immediately recovered from his thoughts and then looked at me. He couldn't even look at me with his eyes fully open and his neck was falling down with some guilt.
"What happened, Daniel? Are you hiding something from me?" I asked him, and he snapped his head at me. His eyes were wide open and his Adam apple was moving up and down, clearing, indicating that something was wrong.
