The hell?

"Marianna what is going on?" asked Marissa running up to me as I tried to stand to my feet, "you just left, and didn't return in a not concerning time frame."

"Yeah yeah I'm fine."

"Are you sure? You look pale." she said fanning me, and I sighed.

"Look I'm sorry for doing this, but can we please go?"

"Yes yes ofc course. Let's go." she said taking my hand as Edmond held Mateo.

Marissa had insisted on driving us home, but I refused, for I felt as if I was left with an unbusy mind then I my mind would have no choice, but to be busy with something else.

"No no I'll drive, but can you take Mateo for the night please?"

"Of course, but Mariana what's wrong? Is there something that I should be worrying about? Is it about Emilio?" she asked hitting a nerve, but I just ignored her question as I said.

"It's fine Marissa, no need to stick your nose into other people's business."