Soirée

Alicia heard screeching sounds of halting tires, assuming it was Leonel, she dashed forth hurriedly towards the door, flinging it open.

“Good evening sir” Alicia greeted, a disappointed look waving accross her face, at the sight of Ismael.

Ismael at once, understood the cause of Alicia's downcast expression, feeling a surg of pity for her, who had been left aside by Leonel, he walked in with no expressions, not ready to interfere in anothers issues.

“Set my meal on the table” Ismael said, walking up to his room.

He threw himself upon his bed, on getting in, tired from the days work, he set to rest, pulling off his clothing once he found the strength. Grunting at the sound of his grumbling stomach, Ismael rose off his bed, decided against his wish for sleep, he placed on a short and shirt, walking down to the dinning room, once he was done. 

Pulling out a chair, Ismael got seated right before his already laid out meal, d