Via's POV
After thirty phút of driving, at last I reached my house. I drive slow because I always look at the side mirrors hoặc the mirror in front of the driver's seat. bạn know why? Maybe because I'm afraid if someone followed me hoặc maybe.. Zayn saw me and follows me. Well, good thing someone didn't. I parked the car at the nhà để xe and enters the house. I turned on the lights and heads to the phòng bếp, nhà bếp to cook my dinner. I admit it was lonely being alone. At home, i always wait for my mom to finish cooking our bữa tối, bữa ăn tối but now, i was the one cooking dinner, for myself. my bữa tối, bữa ăn tối was just simple....
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