CHAPTER 16
When I went back to my apartment, I quickly took a half bath and lay on my bed. Only five minutes after I closed my eyes, the doorbell rang.
“I’m not expecting a guest this late at night,” I whispered as I went to open the door lazily.
“Who-” I stopped when I saw who it was. Mark. He was wearing the same clothes when I saw him at the orphanage. He just got home.
“Hey,” He greeted me and quickly scanned me from head to toe. I am wearing pink pyjamas. “You didn’t reply to my message earlier,” he said.
“Oh, that. Are we going there together or not?” I asked. He looked at me.
“If you want then, we will go together.” He answered.
“Okay, then. Where and when?” I asked again. He tilted his head as he looked at me.
“Saturday, seven in the evening, at the same restaurant we went to before.” He answered and I nodded again.
“Are you good?” Mark suddenly asked.
“Yeah, why?”
“You looked… like something bothering you.”