My motorcycle moved forward a few meters. From the rearview mirror, I glanced at Harry who kept watching us. His expression seemed sad. Honestly, there was a slight feeling of guilt because I forgot to inform him from the start.
But oh well. There are other weeks when I will be busy with college. So he can freely spend time with Emil.
"Come on in, Sapphire." Marlowe immediately invited as the motorcycle we were riding entered his yard.
"Yes." I nodded, taking off my helmet, then followed his steps from behind. Meanwhile, Emil clung affectionately in his arms.
"Quiet?" I asked when I didn't see Ms. Mitch welcoming our arrival. Let alone finding the figure of that kind-faced woman, I didn't even hear her gentle voice.
"Mom's inside. Sit down, I'll call her," replied Marlowe after we arr
