Show me?
I bob my head in agreement even when I know it’s unlikely to be of help. I don’t want to hurt him any further by turning his suggestion down. His elation as he crashes me into a hug heightens my distress of what will ensue when things don’t go as planned.A fresh fragrant smell of lilies greet me once I step into the living room. The curtains are draped shut but the light won't have none of that as bits of it are peeking in through the top. Goosebumps find their way to my skin and my feet are freezing on the shiny black marble tiles that I've grown to love, an indication that the A.C is on.
The "53" inch Samsung Tv mounted perfectly on the cream-yellow wall is on, adding some light to the already dim room. The only sound in the room is from the ticking stylish clock since the Tv is on mute.