It had been three days since I started staying in the new place that Xander got me as part of our deal. The place was such a comfy, though I was dead curious as much as I was dying of boredom. Xander said he'd come again, but even his shadow was nowhere to be seen. Of course, I couldn't have stopped myself from feeling a bit frustrated. I had so many things running in my mind and so many things that I'd like to ask him about. Especially, the one involving my grandmother. Wanting to know about the conversation between them had been gnawing at me. What could have been the subject of their conversation that I wasn't allowed to know? In addition, I was also curious about him and Eloise. Since when did they become close? Eloise didn't like him, that was absolute. So, how come, out of the blue,
