BASH

It's been two days since the last time I heard from Trinity. 

She's been ignoring my calls and messages. I thought of giving her space after what happened. But this is just too much.

My thoughts scatter. 

I've never been restless and anxious for the whole weekend. My sleep deprivation is because of that kiss.

"Who are you?" My eyes narrow to the thirty-ish curvy woman with curly hair and bronze skin in front of me. She tries to open the door for me and ...