Just as the door swung open, a snarly smirk made its way onto Isabella’s lips, as she smiled and looked at Amanda.
“Hey!”
Amanda was absolutely confused to find Isabella standing on the other side of the door.
Since, the time Isabella had been living across the street from them, there had been none to zero times, the woman had knocked up on their door and seeing her standing in front of her, was quite odd and dubious to Amanda.
“Hey!” she asked in a notorious tone, looking down at the tray of the two beautifully decorated pies.
“I made some pie, so I thought of bringing you some, can I ...” she pointed towards the inside of the house, asking for permission to come in.
Amanda didn’t know what really to tell her.
She didn’t seem harmful to Amanda and the vanilla essence, combined with
