CHAPTER 72 (KNOWLEDGE ISN'T WISDOM)

Before she opened the door like a soldier she squared her shoulders, took a deep breath and prepared herself to meet the enemy. She opened the door.

He was nearly hidden by stacks of clothes, bags and few other items she couldn't recognize at that time. He didn't even look at her, he kept doing what he was doing.

“What are you doing in.my room at this time of the night?”

“I'm looking for something.”

A long silence followed. She realized she was still with the artwork so she dropped it. His audacity was so much, he kept turning the room into a more disheveled state than before and his insolence was getting out of hand. Up till this moment, he hadn't looked at her, like she meant nothing although it was obvious he knew she'd do nothing.

“Michael, I'm talking bto you, this is so much mess. What are you looking for?”

“I told you already, something.” He answered again without raising his face.

“Is that why you messed up the place? Besides this something, doesn't it have a name?” Rose asked