NIKOLAI
Cassandra has been happy these past few days, after the street food night where she started talking again, she has been active in conversation. Laughing at jokes, crying at movie nights, basically every mundane thing.
We had a chess match this afternoon. And, she is so good at it. If I wasn't practically the best in everything, I would have cowardly surrender. We were still at it, deep in thoughts towards each other's next moves, predicting every Good and bad game. It was fun, until one of my men came in, he had that look,
that says emergency.
Sigh!
" I guess I'll have to leave first, rest assured we'll have our rematch." I was warned.
"Leaving already? I didn't tag you as a sore loser, but what can I say? Even the devil cowers at the sight of God." she mischievously said.
" You wish that was true right? Hate 5o break it to You, but I have an emergency that needs my attention right away. You should be happy. I'm willing to let you lose." I retorted, grining.
