I am looking at Vladimir now..no, actually, it is more of staring. I still can’t believe that Aldous is his son! How can he flirt with me like that, when we are actually living with his son on the same roof?! That is so..awkward?! His son is..what? Older than me if not the same age as me?!
And I also can’t believe how young he got someone knocked up!
Where is Aldous’ Mom by the way?
Now I know why he is as cold as Vladimir! Like father, like son! But hey, they don’t really look alike! So maybe, Aldous got his looks from his Mom? Too bad, he got the attitude of his father!
I sighed.
I think Vladimir felt my stare, for his eyes lifted and looked in my direction and I had to look away and pretend that I am busy eating.
“What?”
“Nothing.” I said shortly as I shook my head.
“You have
