LEILA'S POV
The car passed through a lot of parts of the city that I was not familiar with. To my young eyes, it was all so interesting, like going on an adventure. I kept glancing at Ruelle to ask her questions about the places we passed, but she was on her phone all through and seemed very busy. I told myself that there would be a lot of time to ask her all the questions about herself and the city that I was dying to ask.
"We're here," Ruelle said.
I turned away from the window, looked at her and saw that she was pointing at a house up ahead. It was small, but neat and well taken care of. It even had a picket fence and looked as pretty as a picture.
"Is that your house?... Our house?" I asked as a smile spread across my face.
"It is," she replied.
I bounced excitedly on my sea
