• •• Sheila’s POV • •• 

"OMG!.." His voice was so loud, so thunderous that I can't stop thinking about his last words. His eyes had warped into dismal black rendering him unusual. No word can describe the bitterness in his glance. 

"I simply said the truth and nothing else. Perhaps he is ashamed a lady (or black lady) covered his ass up." Searching for consolation in my mind to pacify the act perpetrated. Yet in vain. 

I can't stop blaming myself for babbling more than necessary. I feel like halting work and going back home. Now, I don't feel as doing anything. I just wanna lay on my bed,...