"Can we talk?"
Like every time Haley talked to me, excitement rumbled in the pit of my stomach.
I opened the door wider, allowing her inside. "Sure. We can talk upstairs."
She passed me with a smile. "Where is Mrs. Webster?"
I beckoned for her to follow me. "At an art exhibition."
Over the past few years, most of Mom's time has been spent on her work. Even though it left me with a house full of servants, I could not complain. Mom took a break from her career to take care of me. It was time for her to pick up where she left off. It was not like I was a baby anymore.
I led Haley up to my bedroom and closed the door behind her. "Wait, I forgot to ask if you want anything to drink or eat."
Way to go, Javian. How could I forget such a thing?
Haley giggled. "No, I can't stay. Mother does
