What is she doing here? First it was her son, now her. Haven't I had enough from one family? Now that I'm being stalked by them, do I need to request for security here?
"What are you doing here?" I asked, ignoring her earlier greeting.
Ignoring my cold tone, she smiled more; "What's with the question Avery? Do I need a reason to see you?" She asked.
"I'm sure you didn't just waltz in here for no reason."
Her smike reduced a little; "Well, you're right.. I came here because I wanted to have a coffee with you." She explained, almost seething.
Coffee?? Indeed!!
Though I didn't want to go, I have many reasons not to but I chose to have the coffee with her. Even if it was fake, she has been kind to me and treated me better than my own family did.
I wanted a better closure with her. I wa
