MYCA-

"We're having fun, aren't we?"

I stopped changing the bedsheets of Vann's bed when I heard his voice.

I turned to the door. He was leaning on the porch and just watching me intently.

He was still wearing the clothes he wore last night but some buttons were open and tangled. He was holding the coat and necktie in one hand.

I looked at the clock in his room. It's ten in the morning.

"Vann? You just came home? Where did you sleep last night?" I will ask. I thought he just went out to work out or buy something.

He walked closer to me and then spread out...