Chapter 11: Date with Roswell

"He saw, Agatha?" Eunice asked me.

Just last night, I called her to pick up Agatha from the apartment. Eunice really liked that because she said she missed my daughter, which is why she came here early.

Agatha is still sleeping, and I am now cooking our breakfast. I even get a little nervous every time I remember that Roswell will pick me up here later. I have also told Eunice everything, from Anthony and I meeting again to Roswell pretending to be my husband.

"He only caught a glimpse, but he didn't see her for a long time," I answered.

"I can't believe it! Are you really that Roswell type? Is your hair as long as Rapunzel's?" she said, laughing.

I was disgusted because I also told her what Roswell told me. I also need the opinion of others, especially when it comes from Eunice.

"Even I can't believe that he is willing to waste time for Agatha and me. He said that he's a businessman and he's not from here," I said one after the other.

Eunice stood up from her seat, so I looked at her