Chapter one hundred and four

"Yeah, that's how I feel right now. I am scared of seeing a murderer in my house," Cory said while leaning on the sofa beside the sofa I sat beside.

"Eishh. Really? I was already shocked to see you welcoming me into your house. I should have known better," I said, standing up from the Sofa.

"All I wanted to do was to see you. I wanted to talk to you about the issues here like the adults that we are, but guess what?"

"I am not interested. I don't want to hear anything you have to say. I am okay the way I am, ``he added.

I walked closer to him. I knew how important it was to get him back on track. I knew how much I needed him around.

"Really?" I said, grabbing his hand to my waist. The look in his eyes could show me how surprised he was without saying a word.