Forgiveness And Open Confessions

Bryce was in the shower when he heard soft whispering voices. He paused to listen. At first he had thought that it was only a figment of his imagination but when it came again for the second time, he was convinced had to agree to the fact that someone was in his bedroom. Was it Nella?

It can't be Nella. She always called and asked for permission whenever she wanted to see him or come over and they haven't really spoken to each other for days now. He would've said that maybe his house was being robbed but the girly giggle didn't sound like a robber. Whatever it was, it still didn't change the fact that there was someone in his bedroom.

He quickly finished with his bath and tied a towel around his waist then he reached for the other one that was meant to dry up his hair before stepping out of the bathroom.

There, he came face to face with the woman whom he had been avoiding all evening. Her back faced him so she didn't know that he was standing behind her. Was this supposed to be anothe