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Olive was left to return to the kitchen to get her meal. If they set off and Olive's stomach was still empty, Thomas could be sure he would need to swallow a lot of patience pills. Besides many irritating things happening, Thomas was also getting a headache because of Olive's hunger.
"So, what are your plans for living together?"
"In a week, Mom. There are a few things that need to be adjusted first, in case Olive isn't comfortable." He started sipping the coffee Olive made. Even though Thomas knew she just poured it and brewed it, maybe because Olive made it, it still tasted good.
Seira seemed to nod in understanding.
"After we meet Mr. Rusdi, I'll drop Olive off at the apartment. Mom will be there. Let Olive decide how she wants things. Next week, I'll move Olive."
"Next week, Bae?" Olive asked while bringing a plate of rice with side dishes. "You said tonight. Changed your mind?"
Thomas shook his head. "There are things I need to mo
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