SABRINA SANTIAGO

“Thank you for the meal,” I let out with a tired yawn. “You seem sleepy, it's already 9:30 PM! You should be asleep already,” he let out as I tried to stand up but ended up plunging the bowl that I had eaten from on the floor.

The cracking sound told me that I might have broken them. “I’m sorry, I should clean up the mess,” I said, bending down to pick up whatever broken piece that was lying on the floor. “Let me handle it?” I heard him say that but I couldn't let him clean my mess up.

“I said let me handle it Sabrina,” he...