Rose

"What do you mean by we're going out?" I asked, sparing him a glance. He stared back at me.

"Exactly what you heard. And I don't want to hear any more questions," I followed him with my eyes as he rose to a standing position, making his way to his room.

"It's confirmed this man is not okay in the head," I muffled out, shaking my head.

I cleared everything from my plate. I literally enjoyed the Italian noodles. My mood suddenly changed when I remembered my mom. What situation is she in? Did she file a missing report on me already? How is she coping? I won't lie,...