― I’ll work hard for you to feel it
He's carefully holding Edren on his arm when they approached me. On his other hand is a bouquet of red roses. And behind him is a white tenth that even from the outside, I could see the decoration and more flowers and even a set-up table and chair.
"W-What is this?" I asked, my voice cracked as an aftermath of crying earlier. I bit my lower lip to stop another tear, but this time, it's because of relief and gratitude. That Angela is so horrible. And I'm stupid for falling for her empty threats.
It's been months since my dad let Mr. Racini stays here, why am I doubting him now when we all know he can just walk out of his responsibility and I honestly won't force him to it. I would just simply stick to our first negotiations.
But no one's forcing
