FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW
"You seriously look like a creepy psycho right now," Archer blurted out of nowhere.
I cleared my throat and quickly remove the smile plastered on my lips.
"Did something happen last night?"
My throat went dry with his sudden question. Damn, did he see or hear us? But I know for a fact that he was already asleep before I left him on the guestroom.
I chuckled nervously. "W-Why did you ask?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "You won't be smiling like a mad person out of nothing. There must be reason behind your eccentric behavior right now."
I bite the skin of my lower lip, a habit that I always do every time I'm nervous or on the verge of breaking down. "I-I'm just happy, okay? You don't need a huge reason to be happy," I replied, trying my best to keep my composure intact.