Devyn reached out to take the two cups of milk.

As she was about to hand one to Stella, her grip failed her, and the cup crashed onto the table, its contents cascading down.

The spill caught Devyn off guard.

She let out a yelp and scrambled to clean the mess.

“Stella, I’m so sorry.

What a mess I’ve made! Are you alright?”

“No worries at all.

” “No worries at all.

Devyn, still apologetic, blurted out, “I can’t believe I’ve made such a mess.

“It’s really okay.

hot milk spill on

should’ve reminded Miss Padilla to handle with care,” Erin chimed in, her

her, “Honestly,

insistent, her apologies

“This is on me.

I’m really sorry.

tension, Stella offered

“Seriously, it’s fine.

just slip

give me a hand, Erin? This injury makes it a bit

off, Stella and

door clicked

for a heartbeat, then sprang into

find it

guess-birthdays,

the door, the fear of being caught sending a rush of adrenaline through

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255