I looked at her eyes. Her look was just like before. I gently hummed and pushed her away. I went into the bathroom to wash out the remaining warmth on my forehead. The table was filled with breakfast. If it was before I would have been very happy. But after reading Esmeralda's memo, I could no longer be happy.
All the dishes on the table were Raymond's favourite food. The sound of a key opening the door came from the foyer. Then I saw Raymond was wearing a clean suit. Naturally, he walked in and sat down at the table.
Raymond smiled at me and explained deliberately, “Euharrell, I’m sorry, if I am disturbing you. I had a shoot with Esmeralda this morning. That's why she asked me to come for breakfast.”
I didn't say anything but just looked at the keychain in his hand, which was the same as mine. Esmeralda keenly sensed my emotions.
She then came closer to me to explain in a low voice, “Raymond Fletcher is our best friend, Honey. It's normal for him to have the key to our house.”
Before she could finish her words, her voice changed abruptly. Esmeralda anxiously stood up and snatched the soy milk from Raymond's hands across her side.