Chapter 9

Chapter 9

After nearly flooding the bathroom and breaking the stylish faucet, I dried myself off and got dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and a black shirt. I decided to go barefoot to avoid getting dirt on the floor, as I didn’t want to ruin the only pair of shoes I own—an old pair of black Chuck Taylor All-Star Converse.

After about five minutes of searching, I finally found the kitchen. The large house was designed with elegance in mind, featuring a feminine touch that made me curious about who had selected all the decor.

"Hey there," someone said from behind me, throwing an arm around my shoulder. Micah, dressed in blue jeans and a white t-shirt, was taller than me, and I found his friendly personality quite appealing. "I see my brother didn’t stop until you came along with him.”

"Yeah, he's very persuasive," I replied awkwardly as Micah and I walked into the kitchen, where Ace sat focused on his phone, oblivious to our entrance.

Ace finally acknowledged us, his eyes