The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Corinne kept thinking about what she had done wrong while walking to Joey's room. She did not knock once she was there. Instead, she tried the doorknob but found it to be locked.

'Joey locked the door?' Corinne was shocked. She did not expect a kid so young to lock the door while sleeping. It would be a lie to say she was not disappointed as well. Sometimes, it was not the kid who relied on his mother but the mother who relied on her kid for emotional support.

It was difficult for Corinne to know her clingiest kid suddenly did not need her anymore.

She stood by the door for a long while, and no matter how she thought about it, she could not help but worry about Joey. Thus, she climbed into Joey's room through the balcony from the study next door. Inside his room, a frowning Joey was curled up sleeping in his bed with a teddy bear in his arms. It was obvious he was insecure, but even so, he still forced himself to be independent by locking the door. Corinne could not help but see herself in him. She, too, knew what it was like to have to force herself to be independent at such a tender age. She adjusted his blanket and went out of his room through the balcony again.

That night, she did not sleep a wink.

Xante called Corinne to

Anya's out of prison. Apparently, her sentence was

that surprised when she heard that. "Is that so? Where's she staying at

rented a small place outside

hear. After all, Anya had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth, so even if she had changed in prison, it was still quite surprising she would work in such a down-to-earth job. 'The Anya I know will think that job is beneath her. Does that mean her

my people to keep an eye on her, and they found nothing out of the ordinary about her day. She'd go to work every morning and would buy something to eat along her way

an eye on her, and call me if she does anything out

you asked me to do last time

eyes. "Okay.