RACHEL
“A-adam,” I said.
“What's the meaning of this?” he angrily asked me when he finally reached us.
“He's just going to walk me to my room.” I answered him.
“And why is he walking you?” he asked me, still frowning.
“My hip hurts.” I answered him with a roll of my eyes.
“Go home, kid," godfather said to Lance.
“I'll just walk Rachel to her roo—”
“No need. Leave now.” Adam said, shooing Lance away.
“Go on, Lance. Go home,” I said to him with a smile.
I was avoiding any trouble. Who knows what this old geezer might do. He might even push Lance down the stairs. It's better to think ahead.
“Are you sure—”
“I’m fine, go on, go home. It's late, and thank you for the fruit.” I said to him, kissing his cheek.
Because of what I did, I was surprised when Ninong suddenly pulled me away
