Laurie PoV
I could see that Elle felt awkward. She was gripping her daughter's stroller tightly until her knuckles turned white.
Jessy was the same. She stood stiffly and looked nervous. I just smiled and opened the door wider.
"Come in. The wind is quite strong, your daughter might be cold, Elle," I said.
I stepped inside, followed by Jessy and Elle who were pushing the stroller.
"Uh, your house is nice," Jessy mumbled.
I invited them to sit on the sofa in the living room. "This is my parents' house. I only changed it a little here and there because some parts were fragile and needed to be replaced. In the past, Tommy always forbade me from coming here, even when my father was sick."
Jessy's face darkened when she heard what I said. She had also said that my parents' house wa
