A pan clattering breaks the silence and a fruity aroma fills the air.“I made French toast,&rdq
A pan clattering breaks the silence and a fruity aroma fills the air.“I made French toast,” Catalina offers. It feels bad to say this, but I completely forgot she was still staying here.“I-I can find another place to stay,” Catalina continues. “There’s a lot going on with you all; you shouldn’t have the burden of me staying here, too–”“No,” Eliza interrupts her. “Something good should come out of this. You stay here as long as you need. Right, Joselyn? This is going to be your place now.”“Right,” Joselyn says, nodding with a nervous smile. “For real, Catalina, it’s no problem. It’ll be nice to have a roommate, anyways, once this one is gone.”“Thank you,” Catalina says in the deafening silence. - ̗̀ previous / next / beginning ̖́- -- source link
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