FIVE

TWO WEEKS LATER,

Miran hadn't texted or called after his little cute note, leaving Kim angry and frustrated.

It was Easter morning finally, the reason why she and Ava were in Mexico. In a red dress and black scarf, Kimimela sat listening to the pope who stood at the altar reading from the Bible.

An hour later, Kim stepped out of the church with her Abuela, mom and Ava, behind them Ava's parents followed.

"That was a very good sermon," Mr Antonio Cruz— Ava's father says, holding the hands of Ava's mother, Mrs Marie Cruz

"I am exhausted," Kimimela lamented.

"Me too... Can we go now?" Ava turned around.

"You should first feel the holy spirit, welcome him into your life before leaving the church"

"We already did that, Abuela" Kim defended, earning a laugh from everyone including her Abuela.

"Come on..."

"I am driving with Kim!" Ava rushed over to her, holding her hands

"Good for you," Marie says, shaking her head, Kim and Ava watched them get into Ava's father's car, leaving before they got into theirs.

"So Kim," Ava called.

"Anytime you open your mouth to speak, I get scared" Kimimela yawns, opening the car door, Ava stood quietly watching her do so. "You're not going to get in?" she asked

"How could you say that?" Ava laughs, entering the car the moment Kim started the car.

"I know right?" She softly says.

"He hasn't called?" Ava says, Her eyes met with Kim's and she quickly looked out the window.

"No, he hasn't... so as Pablo not called either"

"I heard he went to the states"

"Really? why?"

"He's launching another branch in New York" Ava states, Kim looked at her surprised by how much she knew this.

"Wanna tell me how you know?" she darts back to the road.

"We chat on WhatsApp?" Ava breathed.

"He's on WhatsApp?" Kim looked at her.

"You don't even update your profile picture, how would you know?"

"Stop it," Kim laughed. "What's my profile picture by the way?" Kim asked.

"Christ..." Ava sighed. "How do you and Miran even chat?"

"iMessage" she rolled her eyes, "Duh?" she giggles along with Ava.

Arriving at Kimimela's house, Kim and Ava took off their seat belts and stepped out of the car, no one was outside and they assumed everyone was in, probably getting ready for the feast that they had planned. It was like a tradition for both families. They always invited an orphanage home over and played different games, they ate and drank to celebrate Easter.

"Kim?" Ava called, pointing to a white car, Kim recognized it, and immediately she saw it, it was the ride from Dubai, the last time she was there. White Rolls-Royce Phantom. "That's Miran," Ava says.

"Oh my God," Kim panicked.

"Hey, we got this, '' Ava says, trying to calm her down.

"No, you don't understand... if he's here for Easter, there's a chance my father could show up" Kim rolled her eyes, running into the house.

"Kim?" Her Abuela called, Kim scanned the house but he was nowhere to be found.

"Where's he?" she asked Abuela.

"Who?" She returned, and Kim looked back and found the white car, sitting comfortably in their compound.

"You're back" his voice came from across the room.

"Ahh, you mean Miran?" Abuela already knew his name.

"¡Abuela! Por qué..." for a second Kim had forgotten he understood her perfectly fine.

"Miran?" Lara walked out of the kitchen, holding a tray of roasted chicken, Miran on the other hand, was putting on her favourite apron. "Oh, you're back?"

"Can we talk?" She glared at Miran.

"Kim!" Ava walked in, Everyone had gathered in the sitting staring at them, Mr Cruz, his wife, Ava's Abuela, Her mom and Abuela.

Kim looked around and found herself speechless, what was she going to say... She could as well tell them the truth, but what was her reason? Miran cheated? Fatima could be a good excuse, but if he did, why would he be here? She thought again, how could she possibly tell them she had broken up for no reason.

"Come with me" Ava pulled her into her room, "Listen, I know you're mad at Miran"

"Huh? I am?" she gasped.

"It's cool, it's fine... we got this just tell them you guys took a break, I am sure they would understand"

"You think so, right? I mean look at my Abuela's face, she's so happy"

"Is this really about your Abuela's face or you?" Ava asked, smirking at her.

"Stop saying nonsense... you know there's a high chance of my father being here today

"Isn't he on restrictions?" Ava sat beside her.

"You know how my mom is... he comes back begging and she believes him"

"Yeah, I forgot" Ava sighed along with Kim, "I think he would leave soon... he doesn't like to make you uncomfortable, remember that last time..." Ava suggested.

"Yeah, right!" She says, smiling at Ava, Ava shook her head, how could one bottle up their emotions.

Ten minutes later, Ava lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, while Kim, sat beside her scrolling through her phone, she would make noises with her little loud squeal, whenever she watched something that amused her.

"Kim?" Ava's Abuela knocked, Kim looked at Ava and smiled, she rushed to the door unlocking it.

"You guys need help, you can leave the whole work for us..."

"We would..." She paused, as her eyes met Miran, he was carrying a plate of salad and had three buttons opened, exposing his chest. He was freaking hot, their eyes met for a second and she suddenly had flashes, the urge to rip his shirt off "What the fuck?" she spat in front of Ava's Abuela.

"Kimimela!" she slapped her arm, Kim looked at her and just then, she realised what she had just said.

"I'm sorry, give me a minute!" she slammed the door at her.

"Yo, Kim what was that?" Ava giggled.

"Miran is still outside," Kim held her chest,

"Oh, this is... oh my goodness!" Ava pretending to be shocked.

Author's note: Don't forget to add this to your library, Thanks for reading ❤️