It had been two hours passed since Artila showed me everything that I needed to know. In fact, what I saw made me know more about my mother. It’s just that the memories about my father were not so many compared with my mother.
I thought they abandoned me and that they had never loved me. But what I found out was beyond what I imagined.
I just baked a cake while Blake had gone out for grocery an hour ago and now he is helping me for our main dish tonight. He is actually frowning right now.
“Haha! Come on Blake. It’s not like you’ll die if you do it.”
“Yeah right.”
I laughed even more when his brows were in one line.
“Damn it! I really should not do this, Skye.!”
“Well.. you don’t have a choice. Do you?” I said as I was grinning at him.
“Can’t I use my po---“
“Nope!” I quickly inter
