Chapter Twelve

ANDREA’S POV.

I hummed a song as I picked the baskets of vegetables that needed to be taken to the orphanage. I felt someone piercing gaze on me, but when I looked around, I could see anyone.

I shrugged it off as nothing and continued with my task. As I was about to leave, I heard a whisper from behind me.

“Andrea, you are early.”

I turned around and saw a tall figure standing there. He had a kind smile and a gentle voice, and I immediately knew who he was.

“Andrew! It's so nice to see you!” I exclaimed, running towards him, giving him a hug.

He hugged me back and smiled. “It's good to see you too, my dear. You have been a great help to us, and we are grateful for that.”

I smiled and thanked him, “it's my job and I love doing it.” We’ve gotten close with the few days I’ve spent here in the farm and Andrew is really a nice person. He doesn’t treat me differently from the rest pack members, he treats me like I’m one of them and I’m grateful.

“Okay, you’re taking these vegetables to