Chapter Sixty

Chapter Sixty.

Unedited.

Anastasia's POV.

Kyra and Olivia has spent the past twenty minutes or so to get to know each other. They look cute together and have some likewise hobbies, which has helped in improving their conversations. On my hand, I'm focused on finishing the food. They did not even indulge me in the discussion, so I can focus on getting food in me.

I am done now and Kyra is the first to talk, "so, the doctor called me in earlier to say that your reports says you're okay now and you can be discharged in the evening. It's still morning, so perhaps we should talk about your plans? Do you go back to working or come home for some break?"

She says it as though she would even be around. I'd be bored out of my life. "And I'll be around. I don't have any gig to work on, so..." She trails off, unintentionally answering my unsaid question.

I mouth is kept opened for a minute. "Wait, you aren't joking?"

"Of course. Why would I?" Yeah, why would she? I find myself nodding,