"Why are you still awake?" Romano asked, glaring at me once he entered into the sitting room
"Oh, you're back" I stood up immediately, my eyes scanning his body for any bruise or gunshot or anything at all.
"What are you looking for?" He asked, folding his arms at me.
"Nothing" I lied, turning my gaze away.
"Why are you still up then?" He said sitting on the couch, his gaze still trained on me.
"I.. I ... I couldn't sleep" I stuttered, clearly making this lie unbelievable.
"Is that a new development?" He narrowed his eyes at me
"Yes... No, I mean - No." I shook my head.
"Why doesn't it seem like you now wait for me whenever I stay out late." He said, eyeing me up and down. "You're just killing yourself mentally and emotionally" He scoffed
"Would you like anything to eat. It's still 11pm. I can prepare something" I said, rubbing my sweaty and nervous palm on my dress.
"I'm good"
"Are you..."
