Keira had decided. She doesn't want her Uncle to play on Tracey's heart. Tracey is young. Like one year younger than her. While her Uncle was like thirty-five or thirty-six. Although people said that age doesn't matter. It's not her choice to have them separated.
So, while she's also preparing for later's funeral, she went to Tracey's house. Gena was a little surprised that she was there. But she smiled at her.
"Hi, Miss Gena. I am here for Tracey." Keira said and since Alessandro wasn't with her, she knew that Gena would be too surprised.
"Oh, she's still in her room, dear. I'll call her room."
Gena gestured inside.
"Come on in. What do you want to drink?"
"I'm fine. I will just give Tracey the things that I ordered."
"Hmm?" Gena was confused.
"Well, I was the reason why her sunglasses broke."
"Oh, the catfight that Ian was talking about," Gena said and took her to the guest area.
