(Kendall's POV)When I got home that night, Laura had slept and Gabriella was outside the house, waiting for me. Despite the warm blanket she had on, she was shivering badly, and I could tell she was hoping to hear a piece of good news from me. How I wished it was indeed a good news."Good evening, mama," I greeted, taking a seat beside her on the pavement."Good evening, Ken."She had the ability to study my countenance, hence, she didn't bother to ask me how the interview had gone. She knew if she asked about it after clearly noticing how bitter I was, I could burst into tears trying to explain just like I used to.She was understanding and I loved her very much for that."It's cold out here. You should have waited for me inside. I do not want you to catch a cold, Gab." The words came out in a low tone."My daughter, I'm fine. My mind has not been at rest since you have not come home and I know you would be very hungry by the time you arrive so I left your meal on the table," she ut
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