JOHN
"What are you doing here, Ruth?" My eyebrows jump to my forehead as I swing open the thick black wooden door of my apartment.
There was no plan for seeing each other today. We usually let each other know when and where we want to meet and of course, the times and dates are very scrambled because of the long hours Ruth spends at the hospital.
He works a lot and this is why we can only manage to meet each other once or twice a week. If he is free then thrice a week at most. He has a super tight schedule after all.
But today he just popped out of the thin air at my doorsteps without any notice. I wonder what made him do it.