Norah
" You like her? " I heard Zia exclaim excitedly before I saw her. I made my way to the dining table, spotting Zia, Luca, and Adrian already sitting at the table. My eyes wandered around the room, my eyes taking in all the delicious-looking food, the mother staring at her son with excited eyes, the son looking down at his food with a small smile on his lips, and the man on the head seat at the table with a frown on his face as he sipped his coffee.
The name, Mr Growler suited him very well.
I said a quiet 'good morning', walking to them. Zia motioned to take a seat between hers and Mr. Growler's, and I took the invitation quietly even if I didn't want to sit beside him. She passed me a glass of orange juice, continuing on with their conversation.
" What's going on? " I asked,
