Letter

{Andrew's Point of View}

I looked at Rosabel who was silent for a long time.

Mayla was sitting in front of us with a sharp gaze. She was shouting silently to know the truth. 

Rose's body stiffened and I knew it then that I had no other choice but to help. Maybe this would help bring a wave of happiness to me too.

"We do," I said as I held Rosabel's hand below the table. "It's just that Rose's things were too much so we decided to keep it there?"

"Is it?" Mayla raised her eyebrows as she looked at us in confusion. "I could see Rosabel's things in the washroom. Can you explain that?" Mayla's gaze moved towards Rose, "Rose you tell me. Did I see wrong?"