KIA
The class ended with a loud bell ringing, signaling the students to pack up and head home. I collected my belongings and placed them in my bag. Most of my classmates rushed out, eager to leave, while others stayed behind, chatting and laughing amongst themselves.
Just as I was about to leave, Miaree approached me, her small eyes twinkling with excitement. "Kia! Wait! Are you free today? I wanted to see your new house and meet your husband. Can we come over?"
Before I could respond, Marcy hurried over, his keen ears catching wind of the conversation. "Can I come too? I'm really curious about your new home. Is it bigger than your dad's house?"
I hesitated for a moment, then replied with a fake smile, "I'm sorry, but I can't today. We're quite busy and have a lot to do, including clea
