Chapter Thirty-Three

Alora.

I finally went back into the kitchen with Raya and the heat from the sun and the thick coat I wore was cooking me on the inside and I missed the feel of the cold AC against my skin.

Which was normal because I barely spent any time outside. My body was used to the cold and warmth of the house as I had spent five years inside Jax's room.

"Lana is gonna kill me for slacking off." Raya chuckled as we pulled open the kitchen door and walked in. The cold air hit against my face and I sighed.

Thankfully, the kitchen was empty as Camilla and Carmen were probably still working upstairs. Raya immediately went to the sink to do the dishes just as Isabel walked in tired.

She took off her glasses immediately, dropping her box on the counter before going to the fridge to take out a bottle of water. I sat away from her, watching as she drank the water quickly before turning to me.

"How are you doing?" She asked, dropping the cup in the sink as Raya flashed her a knowing stare that