CHAPTER 42

           

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  Elva’s POV

  We got home and entered the living room.

  Mig and Daisy were seated on the couch.

  “Hey Mig” 

  “Welcome…How was work?” He asked.

  “Great”

  “Your lunch is in the kitchen” He said and we nodded walking away to our rooms to freshen up first.

  I unbolted my door and entered.

  I pulled off my shoe, dropped my bag on the bed and walked towards the wardrobe.

  I opened it and scanned the clothes there.

  I finally settled for a black off-shoulder top with a pair of blue jeans.

  I finished freshening up,now clad in my selected outfit,I walked out of the bathroom and slipped into my flip flops before heading to the kitchen.

  I met Fleur dishing out some steaming pizza rolls in two dishes.

  “Wow..Mig made that?” I asked surprisingly.

  “Yes…I don’t think there is anything Mig can’t prepare. My mum was a chef and he was always home with her” Fleur said.