Eira’s POV
Thankfully, Alice came out from the kitchen and hugged me straight away, almost squeezing me to death.
"My love, you are finally here," she said, being so cheerful, and dragged me inside the kitchen. "See what my mom cooked. It’s my favourite, and she cooks it only on the next day of the Moon Festival. Taste it."
It was some old-fashioned traditional dish which was rarely available anywhere. I tasted it, and I could say it was my new favourite now.
"Isn’t it yumm?" Alice asked.
And I nodded quickly, my mouth full, my eyes brightening up with the lovely taste. Just as I swallowed, I said, "Aunty, I want to learn it as well."
Jennifer, still so beautiful for her age and hard to believe she had two big hunks like sons, offered me her usual most beautiful smile one could see. "Sure, dear."
She carried a true motherly warmth. Alice and her brothers were so fortunate.
"You two can start arranging the breakfast table," Jennifer instructed.
I liked it that she treated me like family and not like a guest. I started working with Alice. As we arranged the dishes on the table, Alice came close to me.
"What’s this?"
I looked at her, and she pulled the neckline of my top down. "Your skin..."
I moved back immediately, startled. How sharp her eyes must be, damn.
I collected myself quickly under her doubtful gaze. "There were mosquitoes last night in my room as I left my window open. I am allergic to their bites."
"Mosquitoes or just a mosquito, huh?" she asked, her eyes narrowing at me, her hands folded in front of her chest like a strict teacher enquiring her student.
"You have a boyfriend, right? And yesterday was a Moon Festival... so you two..."
"Alice, it’s not like that..." I interrupted her before she could reach some absurd conclusion.
Damn! I was caught. But I had to deny it. We had not yet decided on revealing it to anyone. I could feel the gazes of the other five on me. Alice was loud enough to alert their hearing senses.
"You have a boyfriend?" A familiar voice came through. "Whoa! What a great news! Congratulations, Eira."
Sophia. Top to bottom covered in high brand things. A stylist top, paired with mini skirt, knee length long leather boots in high heels and jewellery.
No wonder Alice always called her - Brand Factory.
And Damn, she had to hear it of all people. Now everyone would know about me having a boyfriend.
I shook my head to deny, but before that Alice stepped between us.
"What are you doing here, Sophia?" Alice asked, her tone displeased. Clearly, she wasn’t invited.
Meanwhile, I looked at him for a moment to know what he must be thinking. But he was calm. I let out a sigh of relief.
"Oh, I got to know Kael was here, so I came," she replied and looked at Kael. "Aunt told me."
He didn’t reply or react, as if unbothered with what she did.
"This bitch always comes sniffing here, as if a dog, not a wolf," Alice whispered to me. "And her sniffing always ends here, forcing us to bear with her nonsense. Bitch."
I smiled lightly, as Alice never liked having Sophia around but tolerated her for the obvious reason. Kael’s and his mother.


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