CHAPTER 15

When I got home, the entire room was smelling of butter and freshly baked stuff. Jojo sighted me from the kitchen and threw me a welcome smile and a broader one when her eyes met my handful of shopping bags. She abandoned her cooking and raced to me, grabbing the bags from my hands while I peeled the high heels off my legs that were getting sore from wearing them for long hours. I collapsed tiredly on the couch and watched her take out the contents of the bags, her eyes widened in awe. "Fucking hell, Kenz. How did you get these?" I rolled my eyes at her sarcastically. "I stole them." She giggled and pushed me roughly aside, taking a space beside me on the couch. She brought out a pair of white Nike sneakers from its shoe box and wowed at the sight. I smiled a small smile as she did so. "This is beautiful!" She looked up from the sneakers to me. "Please tell me they are mine." I stood up from the seat as my stomach grumbled in hunger and I began to walk in the direction of the kit