Kristine
I am packing my things and baby Lorainne's while Mom is carrying my baby and Dad is just at the side.
“Where are you going? Can you take care of your baby alone?" Mom asked while swaying my baby.
“We'll go to London and don't worry Mom because I can take care of myself and so is my daughter,” I replied.
But I lied. No, I and my baby are not going to London. I just said it because I know Mom will tell that bastard where I will be staying at. That bastard already got my parents' sympathy like what happened yesterday. I don't like to repeat what happened yesterday so, here I am and taking action.
“Are you sure that you'll be alright alone? You can stay here with us for as long as you want. You don't have to go far just because you are avoiding the Prince of Dubai, Kristine,” Dad
