"Mom?" I put on a smile on my lips first before I turned to face the owner of the sweet voice. Astrid is looking up on me and her father while she is holding dearly the strap of her Chanel bag.
"You two are fighting again?" she asked after she looked around. She made sure that only the three of us can hear those. She is embarrass to let her classmate know that her parents does not get a long so well.
I crouched to level my height with hers a bit and shake her head, "No," I smiled once more, "We are not fighting. We have this small discussion between the two of us but rest assured that we are not fighting," I murmured a lie.
My relationship with Astrid improves day by the day. She's opening herself to me and that is the reason why we are closer than ever, real close.
Astrid gazes at
