Days had passed without incident, and before Lola could even realize it, she was feeling more comfortable in her own home. More than that, she was getting used not just to the twins’ presence, but also to Atlas—and surprisingly, she was getting along with Slater better than she expected.
Overall, it was amazing how quickly she had adapted to all of this. Although she had to thank them a little for the effort they were making, so they could all co-exist even when they didn’t have to.
"Bye-bye, see you later, okay?" Lola stood by the entryway, sending off the twins and their dad.
Today, Atlas would be dropping them off and picking them up as well—because Lola didn’t have the time. She had plenty of things to do, and it was very important.
"See you later, Mommy~!"
"Later, Mommy~!"
The twins jumped a bit, tugging her arm at the same time. Used to the gesture, Lola bent over, resting her hands on her knees and offering her cheeks. As usual, they planted kisses on each of her cheeks before giving them sweet, short pecks on their cheeks.
"Be good and listen to your teachers, okay?" she hummed, earning a cheerful "yes" from them. "I’ll see you later."
Standing outside the door, Slater waved. "Kids, let’s go," he urged, then gazed at Lola. "Sis, good luck today. Also, it’ll be delivered today."
She chuckled and nodded at him as he winked at her mischievously.
"Take care," she said, watching the twins jump toward Slater. She chuckled, only pausing when Atlas stood in front of her.
"Hmm?" Her brows rose as she looked at him. "What is it?"
Atlas squinted, idling in front of her. The two of them stared at each other, with Lola looking back at him in a more relaxed manner. His eyes drifted to her lips before he breathed out faintly.
"Nothing."
"Uh, take care?" she waved, watching him walk off. "See you guys later!"
She peeked her head out the door before smiling and closing it. Her smile remained even after she was alone.
"Goodness, Lola," she mumbled. "Is this even right?"
The thought crossed her mind, but she didn’t dwell on it. She rarely sent them off alone—most days, they all went together. But now, she was used to this new routine. What mattered was that she felt at home again.
And, to be honest? Having housemates wasn’t all that bad.
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[Young Residence]
As usual, Lola was welcomed into the house by no one—not even the head maid. That wasn’t surprising; after all, Lola was here to reclaim something. But just as she stepped out of her old Beetle, she paused.
"Lola!" Derek’s voice rang out. "Hey!"
Great.
She smacked her lips and spun enthusiastically like a princess. "Yes, Derek?" she said, fluttering her fan-like eyelashes.
He didn’t even want to look at that orange polka-dot dress. Was she trying to be a pumpkin?
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