Chapter Fifty-Eight – We are good now.
I sank on my head when I reached home. I tapped on my radio and ‘Cry for me' by Camila Cabello blared out. I don’t know if I should be happy or sad.
I was kinda jealous. Scratch that. I was surprised how their spark happened. One time, Charles is giving me false hopes on us.
That I wasn’t taking by the way. And now, he’s with Chloe.
I rose from my head. Charles and Chloe shouldn’t be my problem. Not like they were dating.
If they were, it wasn’t my business either. Maybe I’m being possessive cos he’s my best friend.
I then noticed Gladys inside of my room.
“Hey” I smiled, low-key wondering when she came in.
“Can we have sisters talk?” she frowned.
She was serious.
I shrugged. I wasn’t sure what that entailed but she seemed to have something she wanted to het over her shoulders.
“Okay, so I haven’t met your grandpa before and I don’t know how many siblings your mom have” she kept her frowning face.
