"I think I'm going to stop trying to please you for a while. How can someone not control their own hand?"
"Sorry..."
Getting out of the car, Alyia sighed. Her eyes scanned the school ahead and all the boys and girls who were staring at them with wide eyes.
"Who is Hilary? Is she in high school?"
"She’s my cousin, Samantha’s daughter, and no, she isn’t..."
"Hye!"
With long, curly hair and dressed in a white shirt, blue skirt, and blue blouse, the little girl ran towards him with a backpack and a big smile on her face. As she approached, her feet got tangled, and with her smile instantly fading, she fell.
"How many times have I told you not to run?"
Sighing, Hye knelt down, took off her backpack, and picked up the girl, who continued to whimper, into his arms. He wiped the tears that
