I received a message from Fierce telling me that he has successfully and safely landed in New York. I replied a simple “okay” before heading out of my room. My parents are surprisingly still on the dining table. Mom is happily telling Dad a story while sipping on his hot coffee.
Mom smiled at me and called me to eat breakfast with them. Dad was just watching me like he’s trying to study my expression. I sat on my usual spot while Dad smirked at me.
“You went out last night,” he said. “Is it with Fierce Bradley?”
My eyes widened at his sudden question. Never in my imagination had I expected Fierce’s name to be brought up in the dining table—not in the morning!
Mom chuckled and placed her hand on top of Dad’s on the table. “Come on, Toni. We saw the guy yesterday while he’s waiting f
