Maddox
When we reached our home, Jayne, our housekeeper and more like an older sister to my parents, already had the door opened and turned around back to the kitchen as was her routine speaking rapidly, “This is too late for lunch. If you were going to be late you should've informed me. I had to put all the food back into the fridge and I would’ve to reheat it.”
When neither I and nor Dominic said anything she turned to look at us for the first time since we entered the house and gaped.
It took only few minutes for her to gather herself as she came running to us, all the thoughts of our lunch forgotten.
“Who is this girl? What happened to her? Is she hurt? Did you hurt her?” The last question was fired to Dominic as he was the one who was holding her still.
“What!?? No! No, of cours
