Sixty-seventh Chapter

“Maya! Could you get the door please?"

Just a second after my loud yell, she emerged from my bedroom where she was doing laundry. I could tell because she was drying her hands on her flowery, short gown as she matched towards the door.

“Hello, can I help you?"

I heard her ask when the door opened. I instantly looked up from the baking tray that had a few scoops of already squeezed out cookie dough from the small nuzzle bag in my hands.

“Maya, who is that?"

I was a little weary of who it could be. Seeing that I had more enemies than friends, I didn't want people knowing my new address. She turned to me with a lost gaze.

“Some guy," she replied, pricking my interest even further. I placed the half-empty nuzzle bag on the counter.

I was about to leave the kitchen when she briefly looked away from me. “He says his name is Rain." she muttered when her gaze returned.

My racing heart was instantly steadied. “Le