MONALISA'S POVDonald and I were just returning back to my apartment after a lovely evening stroll. We walked in, talking and laughing when I found Tricia looking so lost and moody lounging on the couch. I immediately snapped my fingers at her face, breaking her thoughts.

Tricia quickly forced out a smile and got to her feet, offering to serve us some chilled drink.

I excused myself from Donald and followed Tricia to the kitchen.

"You are lost. What's wrong and hey Tricia, don't hide anything ...