"... You don't like me."

"Blood of Jesus!" Kimberly exclaimed in surprise the moment she picked up her phone.

"What is wrong?" Prisca asked as she placed a plate of noodles in front of Kimberly. Because Kimberly always had ulcer pains whenever she skipped breakfast, they always had to eat before leaving for the office everyday.

"Eric called me last night." Kimberly said, looking at Prisca with round eyes. 

"So?" Prisca asked with a frown, wondering why Kimberly was overreacting because of something like that. 

"We talked for about three minutes." Kimberly said, looking at Prisca with an horrified expression, as she tried to remember what they had talked about. While she was in the shower earlier she had remembered sitting up on her bed to speak with Eric over the phone last night, but had somehow thought it had been a dream, until she picked up her phone to confirm it.