Angelic
Owen went out late at night. I couldn’t stop thinking what might happen to him. Although Jake already assure me that he’s going to be fine, my mind wanders around. Natasha announced that dinner is ready. She knew how to cook, by the way. That’s a relief.
“Let’s eat.” Then, she made a sign of the cross and pray in front of the our food. She leads the prayer. After that, we silently eat in the table. The only sound heard were the clicking and clanking of the utensils on the plate.
“I’m gonna sleep on the sofa.” Jake pointed on the sofa near the center table. My cheeks flushed when my mind think about what happened with me and Owen in that place.
“You better be,” Natasha sarcastically said. I looked at her in pleading eyes. Please, not now, Nat.
She rolled her eyes heavenward
