CHPATER 45: A Happy Saturday Night (Part 2)

I keep thinking of Adrian's last night words and I think he's so right.

He's aware of how much delicate the situation is for all of us. Technically, it's not deadly just for him anymore. In fact, I'm guilty as much as he is the minute I held back the truth from Andrew under Adrian's threats.

I look up and stare at my reflection at the mirror, I don't remember coming into the bathroom. Yet I'm here standing still in front of myself, not sure if I should stare any longer at it.

Seriously, my face is a total mess. I literally look like I haven't slept in forever, I look like I'm about to cry except that I don't feel like crying, I'm actually just tired and thinking about too much things.

Anyway, I should come out of this room and sit with them. Breakfast is already ready, I've been smelling Andrew's special coffee and scrambled eggs.

Maybe you'd want to change your clothes, my sweet subconscious suggests. Or is it just my anxiety?