It's been a few days and Christian didn't contact me. I puffed and was angry at him. No, it's an understatement; I was burning with wrath. I sat on the sofa angrily as my mother asked, "Hey, Why are you so angry?"

"Where the hell is your nephew!? Can't he call me for once?! What kind of errand is that?" I yelled frustratedly.

"Well, Here is her Nephew." I heard Christian's voice as I turned my head to his direction. He was leaning on the wall smirking at me. For a second, I want to jump in his arms and smile widely but I held my exhilaration in me and...