Dump

"Miss Roberto?"

"Lucia"

She heard Ricardo call out and she suddenly regained herself.

Lucia was caught up in her own imagination. From where she stood, Ricardo was far away from her. He didn't even attempt to come near her. Everything was just her imagination.

"What happened to you?" Ricardo asked curiously and he tried to approach her.

"No, don't come near me. Stay where you are" she instantly rebuked him.

"Are you alright?"

"I'll come meet you downstairs, please leave" Lucia said to him.

Ricardo stared at her for a moment before he walked out of the room.

Lucia instantly went to lock the door.

"Lucia, what is wrong with you? Why do I keep on having these silly imaginations?" She scolded herself as she rushed to put her clothes on.

She realized that Ricardo had dry-cleaned them which meant that he was the one who changed her clothes. Lucia was caught up in her wild fantasies that she didn't realize that it was Ricardo's shirt she wore when she woke up. Everything seemed so strange