[Adelaide Knowles]
My mom stays patient, waiting or rather, hoping my answer is positive. I don’t give her that, partly because I am hoping my answer will be positive too. Because I’m Insane for thinking this could work between the both of us. I force a smile at my mom, taking the empty mug from her, “I will just get hot chocolate for Garrick, I’m sure he will want some.”
She nods in response, her brows creased with worry as I step past her, to the open plan kitchen. A part of me wonders if Christian is going to come over today, although a greater part of me doesn’t want to see him. Maybe, I could use sometime in mom’s house. It looked comforting compared to the dark mansion I occupied in loneliness. The house is illuminated with natural lights. The interior is simple and sophisticated
