Mr. Martin? What is he doing here?
I glanced up and found Adrian watching me with concern. His thumbs wiped away my tears that fell uncontrollably on my cheeks. His grey eyes were intense and I saw the hurt in them.
Does it hurt him too?
I wondered but then my eyes traveled down and saw the distance that was just mere inches between us. My brain reminded me of my Papa’s presence and I pushed him aside before running back to Mama.
Adrian was shocked but he quickly turned to face papa with his hands in his pockets. His face serious and head held high just like Papa.
Papa was amused but I know he was displeased.
“Sorry to barge just like that Mr. Anderson.” Adrian said eyeing the whip in Papa’s hand and back to me.
I hid myself behind Mama who was holding my palms in her warm hands.
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