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81. Honey Leaves Its Trace

Penulis: Blue Bird
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David;

“How do I get him to love me, Mrs. Lana? I don’t think I can live without him, but I can’t live like this. I just want someone to love me for once… I want someone to choose me. To choose to love me…” I croak as I wipe a line of tears from my eyes, and Mrs Lana sighs as she closes the bottle of honey and stands up.

“Do you know why I decided to work as a cook for Salvatore’s family?” She questions as she returns the honey to the fridge, and I raise a brow.

“Why?” I question, wondering how any of this is related to what I just told her.

“Cause I wanted peace. I wanted to be able to cook, and sleep, drink tea, and watch television for as long as I wanted,” she says as she closes the fridge. And I raise a brow.

“And… You don’t do that?”

“I do it. But every now and then, I can’t enjoy the simplicity of my life, cause you two boys want to kill me with stress. “She says as she folds her hands over her chest and gives me a look.

“One of you’s a coward, the other’s blind— and I’m just a
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