The whole drive was quiet after they finished sending Layla back. Everything felt awkward since the time Layla pushed Camellia and made her shocked. Alexander did move to her on the spot but nothing could change what had happened.
"Are you close with all your cousins?" Camellia asked, breaking the whole cold air that was filling the car at that moment.
"I only have two of them and I could say yes, we are close." He glanced shortly before focusing back on the road.
"Oh it is great." She stopped before half turning her body towards Alexander, "I have one, but he is only five years old." She smiled, suddenly remembering Oliver.
"Five?" He asked, curious.
"Yup, five." She nodded, "My uncle and his wife adopted him."
"Ahh…" He showed a reaction that he understood by nodding his head. "Would love to see him one day."
