The Best Friend's Contract

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r mother to appear from the office building her father owns but she had waited for the past thir

d light blue eyes begin to walk towards the car's direction. Kenna's lips curve up i

her head. Even though she's only a six-year-old, she understands?qui

gets attach to someone easily and she forgives them like a speed of lightning

asks, looking up at the rear-view mirror as both

her, if not a couple of years older. Even though, they're not too much years apart, Jeffrey has a visible creas

of red lipstick onto her lips before closing onto the com

r dark brown hair curls nicely down onto her shoulders, making her look?professional?yet casual, at the same time

look at Kenna and see that she has been playing with the hair-tie in her hand. She would always

riends?'' Kenna asks, her voice loud enough to hea

ul girl in the world. You are smart, beautiful, talented, funny. . . we have to work a little on the funny?part?but you are capable o

soon as his eyes landed on her. Then, Kenna and her mother step out of th

nd in the middle. ''I'm Ms. Cooper. It's a pleasure to finally meet you, '' The woman contin

ooper.'' Kenna's

crouching down to Kenna's height. ''There are a couple of kids who are also registering today, Kenna. . . why don't you join

ds, '' Her mother says, causing her to walk straight towards the playground

nother boy is playing alone near the slides. Kenna is left furrowing her brows as she realises that there are only

racting her. Her hands are loosening the grip onto the sides before her lips

ries to support herself from hitting her own face. Both of her eyes wander to look at the figure behind her, seein

ith tears yet she holds it back. She looks away, wiping her tears as she

s she makes her way towards them in a hurry. She grabs onto Aidan's arm as she turns to look at

'' Aidan replies, qui

. Her eyes widen as she turns to her son, ''You do not act like this with or towards any girls

o hurt anyone without a reason but?never?hurt a girl, '' He breathes o

ree in surprise before making her way towards them. She eyes the

round the room and down at her knee which has been plastered with bandage. Her eyebrows

e the door closes again, everythi

at him, seeing that he's playing with the tip of his fingers but his eye

Kenna repli

essionless face but as children, they feel nothing exc

anding there with Aidan's mother, staring, as well. She holds onto her own tiny fingers underneath the table befor

give. She was raised with manners and she will always fo

idan says as he tilt his head to th

omfortable quite, quickly. She has never felt that way before especially with someone who had pushe

acquainted. None of them knew that, ever since that day. . . they managed to