I sighed and walked to the kitchen, where my sister was preparing soup and a sandwich for Joseph. I sat on a bench, waiting for her to start her scolding.
- So, where were you? - She gave me a sidelong glance and continued cooking.
-I wandered around the city aimlessly. - I said as I leaned on my hand.
-That's not the truth. - Isabella's voice sounded even angrier.
-That is the truth. - I picked up some fruit from the breakfast bar and put it in my mouth to eat it.
- Who did you go to see? The shirt you are wearing is not yours. You never wear coloured shirts to work. Besides, I'm sure I saw you rushing out of the company, and the one you were wearing at the time wasn't that one. - She turned to me and sat across from me with her arms crossed. I slowly ate the fruit in my hand, thinking about what I should do.