Aziel didn’t plan to stay longer because he just really wanted to give me the cinnamon buns and apologize. So after finishing his share, he already went home. And ever since he shut the door close, my mother had been firing me with suspicious stares while I was cleaning the table.
She didn’t even try to be discreet with it. She was making sure that I would notice and confront her about it. But I didn’t want to give her the satisfaction as I didn’t want to argue anymore. I just quietly put the box of leftover cinnamon buns inside the fridge and acted obliviously. However it seemed like my mother couldn’t keep her silence any longer. The moment I was done cleaning up, she finally opened her mouth to speak.
“So, you’ve finally decided to be friends with him?” she asked, raising her brow.
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