When her mom gets arrested for a crime she committed, 17-year-old Xara is forced to leave her life behind and move to London to live with her dad. Struggling to adjust to her new surroundings, Xara finds solace in the arms of a charming and mysterio...
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I woke up from a strange dream that left me feeling disoriented. I sat up in bed, trying to shake off the remnants of the dream. I took a deep breath and stretched my arms and legs, feeling the stiffness from a good night's sleep.
As I got out of bed, I felt the coolness of the hardwood floor on my feet. I made my way to the bathroom and brushed my teeth using the brand new toothbrush and toothpaste in the drawer, feeling refreshed.
I dragged myself down the stairs straight to the kitchen deciding to make breakfast. I pull out the ingredients from the refrigerator and a few from the cabinets. I pulled out a frying pan and placed raw bacon onto the hot oil.
I grab two bagels and cut the bread in half and spread some cream cheese. Ten minutes into making breakfast, I hear Brandon walks down the stairs rubbing the sleep off eyes. "Morning." I greet as Brandon walked into the kitchen.
"Hey." He smiled and made his way to coffee machine. "Still not a coffee person?" He questioned. "Nope." I replied.
"I see you decided sleep in my hoodie." He chuckles. I roll my eyes in response. "I can't sleep in outside clothes, especially ones that I got out of prison wearing."
"Understandable."
I after finish frying the two eggs. I start building the bagel sandwich and place the egg and bacon. I hand over the plate to Brandon. "Thank you."
I head over the the refrigerator to find some baby tomatoes. While Brandon is busy eating we both hear the sound of the front door open. Rhea steps inside dressed in pink scrubs assuming she just came from work.
She yawns and places her hands over her mouth and walks in. She carelessly throws her work bag onto couch and makes her way to the kitchen. She moves over to Brandon. "Hey babe." And grabs his face giving him a long inappropriate kiss on his lips. She ignores me but I mind my own business and busy myself by cutting the baby tomatoes in half.
I make my sandwich and place the ingredients back in the refrigerator. I turn around and freeze at the sight of Rhea biting into my bagel. This grabs Brandon's attention too.
"Rhea. That's Milani's sandwich."
"Oh shit. I'm sorry. I thought you were making it for me." She chews her first bite and gives the bitten bagel back to me. I stare at her, I don't know if I want to cry or beat the shit outta her so I just stare at her. "It's fine you can have I'll just make another one." I replied.
"You can have mine. If you're okay with eating a half bagel?" Brandon hands me his plate. "Thank you." I muttered. Usually I'd flip if someone took my food but from staying in prison for months I'd had to watch people take my food and eat it in front of me or spit on it.
"But babe you need to finish your food. She said she was gonna make herself another one. These days you never finish your food, what's wrong?" Rhea pouted.
