The next morning, by 5 am, I was already awake, I made my way to Will's room. I knocked on his door and heard him say,
“Come in,”
I opened the door before peeping my head through the small space,
“May I come in?” I asked him. He panicked a little as he looked at me and then behind me, he was searching for Mia, but Grandfather had made Mia stay in her room today as his mother would be dressing Will this morning.
“Will, may I come in pleaseeeeeeeeee,” I asked again, pouting my lips and placing my both hands together in a pleading manner.
He sat upright on his bed and nodded his head. He wasn't smiling, his face was stone-cold.
“Good morning, son,” I greeted in the most cheerful voice I could pull out.
“Good morning,” he replied plainly, without any emotions whatsoever.
“How wa
