Chapter Sixteen

Ariana

I am back home, infront of my apartment. To tell the truth, I don't even want to go inside. I have enjoyed myself too much while I was with Liam, and now I don't think I am ready to face my reality. I understand he has work to do. I don't want to stick to him, though he offered to stay with me and give his work to his staff. I don't feel comfortable coming between him and his work, besides, I also have a job to take care of.

Liam stands behind me as I fetch my key and open my apartment. Home sweet home. I mutter to myself and open the door.

"Your place looks to be more ghostly than mine," Liam says from behind me.

"It sure is. It has been like this ever since Liza moved out to live with Mark," I say.

"Your roommate?" he inquires.

"Former roommate. Yes. She's my friend," I respond.

"Friend, huh? I have some very unpleasant knowledge about your friends," he says, folding his hands infront of his chest and studying me like I am a child.