Two nights spent on chatting with Jayden gave Amy bliss. The boy was fun and they did all fun stuff. She would play with him in a street to raise money for his sick mother's treatment. She had taken him to her upcoming studio when he was thrilled at the mere sight of equipment's and decor.
They had gotten lot more closer during the days and she found herself waiting for nightfall to see him. He became her escape from the world, by world she meant specifically Stephanie and her annoying presence in the villa.
It was the third time she was going to meet him and as usual she was dressed in black cargo pants, white sneakers and an over-sized hoodie over her head. No car, bike or anything, nothing except her phone in her pocket. She meandered her way to their 'street' and found Jayden as usual seated waiting for her.
He hugged her, a form of greeting they had adopted in the days. "So, the black princess finally got here," Jayden said playfully as he lightly hit her with his elbow.
