BENITA

When Nikita told me Felix had come by, I ran to his mansion as if I had won the lottery, because I was tired of feeling rejected and even more tired of him avoiding me.

I got to his mansion to find him cooking. Noticing my presence, he smiled at me and continued with his cooking.

“I heard you came looking for me,” I blurted out. “Are you finally tired of ignoring me?”

“I have a reason for ignoring you,” he muttered, still not looking at me.

I attempted to walk closer to ...