Abbie walked towards her room carrying Alex like a princess. The little boy was so sleepy that he couldn't even walk. Since it was late at night, the hallway was deserted. She was able to make her way to her room without meeting anyone along the way. Which was good because she was physically and mentally exhausted.
Today was a day filled with sadness and unexpected happiness. Abbie felt like she was in a dream. However, the warmth and weight of the shota she was carrying in her arms were being transmitted through her body.
"If this is fate, then Lady Fate is truly a fickle lady," Abbie muttered as she opened the door to her room while carrying the little boy. The moment she entered, a pair of eyes from inside the room locked unto her.
"Abbie?" A pretty girl with long black hair and wearing pink pajamas asked while sitting on her bed. "Is that a boy you're carrying?
Abbie held back a groan. She had forgotten about her roommate, Diana.
