FLORENCE'S POINT OF VIEW
After we ate lunch, Aunt Carmelita and her grandson, Crimson, left the house. We insisted that they can stay at the house for a while but they refused. So we had no choice but to let them go.
"You seemed really close with Aunt Carmel," I said while organizing the notes that I wrote earlier.
We're currently on the living room. Zyair is just sitting while drinking a wine. I don't know where is Kalix, though. After we ate, he excused himself and I didn't see him after. He's probably in his room now, talking to his wife.
"She's actually my personal nanny when I was young. You see, my parents are extremely persons, which I think where I inherited my workaholic attribute, that's why I didn't see them often at house. Aunt Carmel was the one who stood as my mother and father," he narrated.
I nod my head. "That explains why you're really comfortable with her."