Twinkle (Never Lose Those Magical Moments 🤍)

Chapter 47

Freen, Sierra, Becky, and Rhea arrived at Heathrow Airport after a long 12-hour journey. Throughout the flight, Rhea didn't stop for a minute. She kept asking Freen endless questions, her excitement palpable.

"Green, why does everything down there look so small?" Rhea asked, peering through the window.

"Where's the sun, Green?" she asked again, her curiosity endless.

Sierra, who had been trying to catch some sleep, interrupted, "Miss Question Princess, when will you sleep?"

"Green..." Rhea looked at Freen, ignoring Sierra's attempt to calm her down.

"Sierra, go to your seat. I'll take care of my Cutie Pie," Freen replied with a smile, her patience with Rhea unwavering.

Becky smiled at the sight of Freen's concern for Rhea. Freen had booked business class for all of them, ensuring they traveled comfortably.

After landing at Heathrow, Sierra had arranged for a car to pick them up. During the car ride, Rhea finally fell asleep peacefully on Freen's lap, exhausted after all her questions. Becky, gazing out the window, seemed quieter than usual.

"Becky, are you alright?" Freen noticed the slight change in Becky's expression.

"I think I have a headache," Becky replied softly, rubbing her temples. Sierra turned to look at Freen, concerned.

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Freen asked gently.

"I think it's just from the long journey," Becky said, trying to brush it off.

Freen carefully guided Becky's head to rest on her shoulder and softly patted her, encouraging her to sleep. Becky smiled, appreciating Freen's closeness and care.

When they arrived at the house, an elderly woman stood waiting at the door.

"Welcome, babe! How are you?" the old lady greeted Freen warmly.

Freen rushed to hug her, laughing. "I'm fine, Nani!" Freen replied cheerfully.

Becky and Rhea followed Freen closely. The lady's attention soon shifted to Becky.

"How are you, Bec?" the old lady asked.

Becky froze for a moment, shocked that this stranger knew her name. "You know me?"

Sierra quickly jumped in. "We told her about you."

"About me?" Rhea cut in, clearly displeased that she wasn't included.

"Welcome, little boss!" the old lady pinched Rhea's cheeks playfully.

"Boss?" Rhea looked confused.

"Here, Freen's the boss to everyone. So, you're the little boss!" Sierra explained with a chuckle.

Rhea laughed at the idea, enjoying her new title.

Freen, holding Rhea, led her inside, still gripping Becky's hand. Becky felt a warmth spread through her chest as she took in Freen's gentle care and attentiveness. It was a side of Freen that kept making her feel...safe.

Sierra, watching the trio, smiled at the scene—Freen, Becky, and Rhea almost felt like a small, happy family.

Inside the house, a large portrait immediately caught Becky's attention. It was of Freen and another girl. Becky's breath hitched as curiosity and unease gnawed at her.

"That's Freen's favorite person," Rhea announced loudly, pointing at the portrait.

A sinking feeling overcame Becky. She feared the girl might be Freen's former girlfriend. Nervously, she glanced at Freen.

Freen, noticing her unease, explained, "That's my sister, Jennie Chankimha."

Becky exhaled deeply in relief. "So...she's no longer with us?" she asked quietly.

Freen simply nodded, her expression tight, and walked further into the house.

"So this is your home?" Becky asked, following Freen.

"Yes, it is. I stayed here while I was doing my graduation," Freen responded.

Becky looked puzzled for a moment. "But that day you told Irin you've never been to the UK before."

Freen froze, caught off guard by the slip. She paused, trying to think of a way to explain, but before she could answer, Sierra entered the room.

"Hey! Everything settled? Freen, I just confirmed the arrangements for tomorrow," Sierra said, smoothly diverting the conversation and giving Freen a moment to recover from the unexpected question.

Freen gave Sierra a subtle, grateful look and nodded. Becky, while still curious, let the moment pass as they all moved on to settle in.