FIRA'S POV
I was having a bad time when I admitted to myself that Pyro was really avoiding me. There were times that I saw him in the hallway, but I was like air to him, he passed by without having a glimpse of me. I went to his room ten times a day, knocked patiently, and asked him if he needed me, there was no response. I was with them, standing at the side during breakfast, lunch, and dinner, I did not see him peep on me.
It has been three weeks. Crap! Three weeks, but it felt forever!
"What should I do? I need to talk to him. I also want to ask him if he sees my father? I will beg for him to help me!" I was stomping my feet on the ground with annoyance on my face while washing dishes. Cass was beside me listening.
"My suggestion, create a hot chocolate. I heard that King Fire loves that. He will talk to you if you knock on his door with that chocolate." She grabbed the fragile glass and arranged it on the tray.