WHO KNOWS ¿?

When Mark left Hazel’s house he walked to Amyra’s house, which was just across the street. He knocked on the door and waited for her to open it. He was curious about what she wanted to tell him and why she suddenly invited him for an outing. It was so weird but he didn't want to sink in the thoughts.

Amyra opened the door and smiled when she saw him. She was wearing a casual dress and had her hair tied in a ponytail. She looked pretty and relaxed.

“Hey, Mark. I’m so glad you came. Come in, come in.” She said, ushering him inside.

“Hey, Amyra. Thanks for inviting me. You look nice by the way.” He said, following her.

“Thank you dear. You look nice too.” She said, leading him to the living room. She offered him a seat on the couch and sat next to him.

“So, what’s up? What did you want to talk to me about and what's the outing all about?” He asked.

“Well, first of all, just like I said one the phone, I want to apologize again for what happened the other day. I know