[Michael's POV]
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"I have never heard about you from my parents," Alex spoke as he let me and Amara into the house, while clearing the path in front of us. It wasn't like the room was dirty or anything, but in fact it was super clean as we entered the living room.
"Did you clean all this by yourself? That's actually amazing," I spoke as I smiled brightly, observing him. He turned at me with slight annoyance as he looked at me and answered,
"Make yourself comfortable."
He pointed at the sofa as he gestured us to sit there before moving to the kitchen. I moved first, while Amara followed me behind. Her eyes were confused as she looked at me, wondering what was going on here, while Alex went on to prepare something for us.
