ANMELA'S POV

"You heard him calling someone Baby? Oh, no! That's alarming, Anm. I mean we are not sure if who he was calling, maybe a friend—"

"He's having few friends." I cut Alem's lines when I said that. I grabbed the white paper in my bag, held the pen and started to draw the muscular system of a human.

"Cousin?"

I moved my head up. "I'm not yet meeting his cousins, except Resttan."

"Oh! Really? But you already met her sister? Not a bad thing, you knew his relatives, but you should ask him about that to have peace in your heart." She peeped on my drawing. I could...