On our way home, Uno was strangely quiet. His brows furrowed, his face frowned and in a deep thought. He even drove past our dorm and couldn’t notice if I didn’t call for his attention.
“Uno, what’s your problem?” I asked him, trying to level up his pace walking so fast down the hallway and into our flat. But he ignored me.
I continued walking and my face hit his back when he suddenly stopped.
“What the hell—“
“Hi, guys!” Ella greeted us standing right in front of our door, with cute Missy in her arms and a backpack on her right shoulder. Was she going to sleep over in our house?
“Oh, hi Ella. What are you doing here?” I asked, my eyes roamed her body from head to toe and my jaw dropped at how beautiful she looked. She wore a beautiful baby pink cocktail dress with a sweetheart neckline. A pair of pink pumps adorned her feet. Her brunette hair curled at the end and her face had a very minimal make-up. She really looked stunning.