"Good day, Miss Mitchell. How are you feeling?" Izabel chuckled, as she sat beside Amanda.
"What am I doing here so early. I thought you're only suppose to appear to me at nights. Why the sudden change?" Amanda asked confused.
"Can you at least take a seat, Miss Mitchell's?" Izabel ignored Amanda's question and ask a question of her own.
"No problem. Now can you tell me why I'm here so early?" Amanda asked once again.