(Author's POV)
And just like that, the chance for Myra to return back home early, was gone. She knew it would be difficult to convince Nora, but she didn't know that it would create such a drama like those typical daily soaps.
'Arghhhhh, it's all because of that jerk who calls himself Alpha, huhh, total mental case. If he wouldn't have passed rude comments, I wouldn't have lost my temper midway and I would have told Nora after breakfast.' I grabbed my spoon and clenched it hard, smiling narrowly at Nora who smiling and crying, both at the same time.
"Nora, let Myra eat and you eat too, dear. I'm sure you all are hungry. I have important matters to attend so I'll take my leave, then-" Sara, very elegantly and gracefully, walked out of the dining room, like a queen she is, to make room for the children talk.
