"your back so early" elena said, closing her book and looking up at amara, who had just closed the front door.
"its midnight sweetie" she furrowed her eyebrows, "if your up waiting for the kids, they ain't coming home. their sleeping over with their daddy"
"yeah, i know that. i just couldn't sleep knowing there wasn't anybody home" she lied. "may i ask where ms gray is?"
she didn't know what to say, so she just said the first thing on her mind. "she left home with her husband"
liar! i just spoke to michael and he told me to make sure she comes home, she thought in her head.
"really?" elena furrowed her eyebrows.
"she'll be back tomorrow"
"well, i just wanted to know because flora called—"
"who's flora?"
"ms gray's assistant. she told me to tell ms gray to call her as soon as she can"
"i'll let her know, goodnight" amara said, walking upstairs.
elena waited for amara to be fully gone, before she went on her phone. she called michael's number and waited till he answered.
"yo" he said.
"hey" she whispered.
"she there?" he asked.
elena silently gasped, with a huge smile appearing on her face. "she just made it home"
"aight, let me know if anything" he clicked.
where are you ms gray, she thought to herself with the an even bigger smile.
𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸, 𝓙𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝓗𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗢𝗪 📍𝙰𝚃𝙻𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙰, 𝙶𝙴𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙸𝙰
"prendre plaisir" the chef said with a smile. (enjoy)
"thank you" chandist and jack said at the same time.
they both looked at each other with a smile. chandist couldn't with his eye contact so she looked down at her plate. "w-what is this?" she said, nervously, since his eyes were still on her.
