Elijah sat at the passenger seat of Dante's car and looked outside.
How was he supposed to act with Karen? His mind reeled as different possibilities came to his mind.
He had never had to meet her after that day. He has always avoided her. And thankfully, she had been wise enough to stay away from him.
Dante had mind linked him to come over for a spar session the following morning. But seeing as he was bored at home, he had left home to sleep over at his place.
His mother was always happy seeing him together with Dante and she had bade him goodby with great joy when he told her he was going to sleep over at Dante's house.
"Oh, that's awesome, Elijah." She had beamed so much that he became afraid that her face might go out of shape if she kept it up, so he had patted down her smile with his hands and rubbed her cheek.
"Hold on." She said, rushing to the kitchen and came back with a basket of fruit.
