After hearing the deep voice that spoke to me, I instantly lifted my head and stared at the owner of the voice, only for the owner of the voice to turn out to be the same man who had just entered Slizzy's coffee store and was looking around the store. Now that he was close to me, his blonde hair that was styled back, came into view. So he was the Sniper person? There was another chair positioned at my table, so he didn't hesitate and sat there. “Are you going to keep on staring at me, Miss? Aren't we here for business? Or are you having fun flirting with me right now in the middle of a business transaction?”. “Huh?”. My brows furrowed. It was thanks to the serious look on his face that I thought he was an intimidating person, despite the innocent appearance he possessed. But seeing how he could not stop smiling at me and staring into my eyes with his pair of flirtatious green eyes, I felt uncomfortable with that and could not wait to get the heck out of this coffee
The drive to Joseph's school was only a ten minute drive, or more than that. I knew this because I had driven to the school a couple of times before, when I voluntarily went to the school to pick up Aunt Becky and Joseph. Additionally, I knew from Joseph that they usually closed school around 3pm. So whenever I was free at home and was not busy forcing inspiration upon myself to sketch any designs, I made sure to drive to the school and arrive there at exactly 2:45pm, or a little later than that. “That's right. You haven't answered my question, Adira. How did you get so good at making pancakes? I really didn't expect the pancakes you made to be very delicious. If they were sold at a restaurant, I am sure that you would have sold everything out”. Aunt Becky said to me. She was such a sweet talker. There was no way that my pancakes were as good as she said. Though they weren't bad either. They were delicious. But, that was not important. Her question made me understand the reason
By the way, Joseph was in 7th grade. “If it would make you feel better, Joseph, I made pancakes today. Aren't pancakes your favorite? Or did I recall wrongly?”. I asked him with a raised brow. “No, you remembered correctly, cousin Adira!”. He exclaimed, and his eyes had brightened. “Well, what are you waiting for? They are waiting for you in the dining room. I heard that if you eat what makes you happy, then studying your math wouldn't be a big deal”. I said to him. Hearing my words, Joseph's brows furrowed, displaying his disbelief in my words. “Really?”. He asked me with a pure hint of doubt in his voice. He may have ranked 15th during his previous exam results, but that didn't change the fact that he was a smart kid. The only problem is that he plays too many video games and doesn't always have enough time to study his books. “Of course. Or don't you believe me? Do you think I am a liar?”. I asked him, and he immediately shook his head at me. “I will head downstairs then, c
I remained in my room until it was 6am. Actually, this room belonged to Joseph. But it was given to me, while Joseph stayed with his mother in the main room. When I first came to Aunt Becky's house and later settled in, I had intended to sleep in the living room at night. But both Joseph and his mother stubbornly refused my idea and decided that I stay in Joseph's room. “Don't worry, I will perfect you later”. I placed an invisible kiss on my sketch as I said to it. Afterward, I rose from the chair I was sitting on and stretched my hands above my head, causing a yawn to escape from my mouth. What assisted the yawn was the growling sound of my stomach. I was hungry, and craving tea and pancakes. Because of this, I hurried up and left my bedroom, heading downstairs, since I didn't want to meet Aunt Becky in the kitchen. If she was the one in the kitchen, then this morning's breakfast was definitely going to be a different story. As I arrived inside the kitchen and didn't see Aun
The next day,Adira's pov, I woke up very early today because I couldn't sleep that much. I was impatient and kept on thinking about the person who wanted to buy my wristwatch. At 1am in the morning, I woke up and began to talk to myself. Asking what the person wanted to use the wristwatch for. So stupid of me to ask myself such a question.Then, at 3am, I woke up again and began to wonder. What if the person who wanted to buy my wristwatch was going to join the jewelry contest too? Would I not automatically be putting myself in a disadvantageous position?I went back to sleep after that, but woke up by 5am. And this time, I began to imagine if it was a woman who wanted to buy my wristwatch. The wristwatch was a man's wristwatch, so what did a woman want it for? To give it to her husband? Her boyfriend? Her friend? Her brother? Or her son?After thinking about this, I wasn't able to sleep anymore. So, instead of remaining lying on the bed and staring at the plain white ceiling
I got out of the car and went straight into the building. As I arrived in the living room, there was no one there. So I went upstairs to my parents' bedroom and knocked on their door. I rarely did this, but here I was, standing and knocking on their room door, all because I wanted to tell them about the injustice Nathan had done to Adira. It took less than a minute, and the door to the room was opened by my mother, who was wearing a night gown that was made using silk materials.The pale look on her face, including the dark circles beneath her eyes, made me frown and feel unhappy. “Mom. What about Dad? Isn't he in the room with you?”. I asked her.“Kai? What are you doing here this late? I didn't know that you were coming over here”. She said to me with a smile. But I could easily tell that it was a forced smile. She hasn't been able to sleep properly because of Adira. Other than that, ever since Nathan divorced Adira, she has not been in a good mood because Adira had not apolog