SERENE’S POV
Because my irritation towards Stefan hasn't faded, I still don't talk to him much. We're quietly having breakfast here at their villa on Sanders Island, with his mom joining us. He wanted us to have breakfast before heading back to Warlington City.
The table is set simply—fried rice, fried eggs, hotdogs, and some bread. Since I don't like rice, I chose to have hotdogs and bread for breakfast, along with hot chocolate.
We were almost done eating when Stefan's mom's cellphone suddenly rang. She glanced at the two of us before answering.
"Yes, hello?" There was a hint of surprise on Stefan's mom's face as she answered the call. "Okay, got it," she said, seemingly puzzled. "Sorry, but I think my son was not available." I noticed Stefan raising an eyebrow. "No, no, he doesn't h
