Ronan's POV I was still stuck with this annoying yet cute little monster, she was no good girl, else was extremely bratty, "What? Did you run away from your home?" I asked her with a horrified expression. Today's kids are a pain in their parents' asses. "Yes, sure did," she replied as if it is the most natural thing to do. "I want black berries so I came, and took them. What are you? Two years old? That you don't understand?" she said and I widened my eyes at her smart mouth. She is forming incorrect sentences but her attitude is a default setting in her, updated in her since the day she was born, I think. How a kid can be so... snarky. She almost reminds me of myself. "Listen! Look at me," I yelled at her in an annoyed tone but instead of taking offense, she called at me as we had a stare off for a brief moment before I looked away. I am an adult, I am better than this bratty kid. I told myself. "I am a very busy person. So I don't have the time to mess around. Get in the car,
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