Claimed By My Father-In-Law
The house was strangely quiet when I walked in.
I slipped my jacket off as I entered the living room and immediately froze.
Khira was standing there, right in the middle of the room. She wasn’t moving, likewise she wasn’t sitting.
She was just… standing there awkwardly, her hands clasped together like a nervous schoolgirl waiting outside the principal’s office.
Honestly, the sight reminded me of a nine year old child who had wet the bed and was now waiting for their mother to discover it.
I raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t tell me,” I said slowly, walking further into the room, “you scattered the room again, Khira.”
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