We drove in silence.
And Mandy, being upfront, asked, "So you and Rose are not in a romantic relationship?"
"No."
"So who's the father?"
"No idea."
"So was she misleading Rain to believe that you and her had some kind of relationship?"
"Because I'm in love with Rain, and she is in love with me."
"A love triangle?"
"No, because I'm only committed to one person, and that's Biscuit."
"So why didn't you tell Rain before that you have a dilly-dally family friend?"
I was planning to, but everything messed up.
Mmh.
I will let you off the hook just this once, Junior. You better give her a proper explanation and ask for forgiveness, and if you're serious about her, you better make it right. Rain doesn't deserve what she's been through.
thats what i intend to do
we pulled up in front of Mandy's house, she turned to me with a determined look in her eyes. "if he dares make you cry i am a phone call away" she said softly, but firmly.
I nodded "Thanks, Mandy. I will."
Junior and I watched as she disappeared into her house, the door closing softly behind her. He then turned to me, his expression serious. "Rain, we need to talk."
I swallowed hard. "Yes, we do," I agreed.
He drove to his mansion. He led me to his lounge. It was a smart house. As soon as we walked in, the house lit up. It had the perfect aesthetic: dark, grey, and bamboo. The lounge was a harmonious blend of modern elegance and natural elements. Soft, ambient lighting highlighted the sleek, minimalist furniture, while the bamboo accents brought a touch of tranquility and warmth to the space. A state-of-the-art entertainment system was seamlessly integrated into one wall, and the windows offered a stunning view of the surrounding landscape.
He gestured for me to take a seat on the plush grey sofa, its fabric as smooth as silk. As I settled in, a soft hum filled the room, and the house's AI gently asked if we wanted any refreshments. He ordered a pot of jasmine tea, and moments later, a hidden compartment in the wall slid open to reveal a steaming teapot and two delicate cups.
"Make yourself at home," he said with a warm smile, pouring the tea with practiced grace. The aroma of jasmine filled the air, adding to the serene atmosphere. As we sipped our tea, I couldn't help but marvel at the seamless blend of technology and nature that defined his home. It was a place where one could easily find inspiration and peace, a true sanctuary from the outside world.