Chapter sixty-eight: Let me explain

"Belle, aren't you going to work today?"

I heard Bryan's voice followed by his loud knocks on the other side of the door. I get up and sigh for I don't know how many times since I woke up this morning. 

"Hey, it's been three days since you came back from San Diego and since then you haven't told me what happened, you just locked yourself inside your room." He said the moment I opened the door. 

"I'm going to take a bath now."

"Aren't you going to tell me what happened?"

"Maybe some other time, Bryan. I have to go to work today." I gave him a half-hearted smile and went back inside. 

"Are you okay?"

I sighed again as I thought he already left but he followed me inside the walk-in closet. 

"I'm fine, Bryan."

"No, you're not!" And he grabbed my hand, raising an eyebrow at me as if he was studying my facial expression. "You're not going to work today unless you tell me what happened in San Diego."