Chapter 162

Today felt seriously off—her parents had barely left for their workout, then bam, they were back already. Good thing the door was shut and Lucian's shoes were hidden in her room. From the outside, everything looked normal. "Did you hear anything from Ariella's room?" Oliver asked, squinting a bit. He thought he caught voices when they walked in. "Please, it’s way too early. She’s definitely knocked out cold. You must be imagining things again," Rebecca replied, rolling her eyes as she walked straight to Ariella’s door. "Take the gloves and wait for me outside. I’ll ask her if she’s up and wants anything for breakfast." "Alright!" Oliver said as he grabbed the gloves and left. Rebecca knocked gently on the bedroom door. "Ariella? I know you're awake. What do you want to eat? Mom can bring it back for you." Ariella had planned to pretend she was asleep a bit longer, but that wasn’t going to cut it now. She called out, trying to sound casual. "Mom, I want a cream bun." "What? I didn’t cat