Helena is a great teacher. That’s something you can take away from her. She is good at what she does. I ended the lesson today with new knowledge.
I was heading to the mansion when I sighted Michael approaching. When he got closer, he shot me a death glare and said to me, “What did you do to my mother? Why does she love you?”
I rolled my eyes. “Maybe I’m genuinely a good person.”
He scowled. “You can’t deceive me. I know people like you. You always try to bring people closer, but I won’t buy it.”
I folded my arms across my chest and stared at him in disbelief.
“You’re free to think whatever you want, Michael. I don’t have the time or energy to convince you otherwise.”
I made to walk past him, but he stepped in front of me, blocking my path.
“You think you’ve won her over?” he asked,
