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Chapter Twelve

Penulis: Alison Nick
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-15 23:57:43
James' POV

"Hello ladies" I greeted as they walked towards my car. Calla rolled her mum's oxygen tank beside her as she assisted her mother's slow steps up to the house.

"Hi" Calla said as they walked by me,she gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before continuing to pull the oxygen tank behind her. Her mum,who walked beside her looked at me and immediately lower her gaze.

"Hello James" she said. Not a hint from her tone could give away the intense curiosity between us based on our conversation from nights ago.

She looked weaker than the last time I had seen her. Her arms were lanky and she wore a yellow beanie on her head. Her brows were scanty and she seemed exhausted.

I followed behind them, taking the tote bag Calla hung on her shoulders and carrying the oxygen tank through the stires in the front pouch leading to the house. An art work poked out of the bag and it was like a canvas of some sort.

The smell of condiments filled the house immediately we walked in.

"Hiiii" aunty Kathy a
Alison Nick

Hii,guy! I just want to say I'm super grateful for my readers and I'd appreciate it so much if you left a comment. This is my first book and I'd sincerely appreciate it if I get a review. Much love, Alison Nick.

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