"I've been to your house," Misha told her. "I went into your forr room which is now being used as a painting studio by your sister."
Misha and Kia were now on the balcony of their room, staring at the distance, where they could see mountains covered with mist as garden lights shone brightly and beautifully. It was a quiet night and for the first ti, Kia didn't feel like she had to worry about anything.
Also, she didn't expect to talk about her family with Misha, it wasn't as annoying as she thought it would be.
"Alia really likes to paint, she really wants a small studio of her own," Kia said in a calm voice, as if she wasn't surprised anymore when she heard that. Why wasn't she surprised?
After all, why would they keep her room when they could use that space to give Alia what she had been dreaming of for a long ti?
"You are not annoyed?" Misha didn't know what it would feel like when you learned your own room was being used by other people or your belongings were given to soone else or you had to share them with your siblings.
Because Misha was an only child, he never felt how he had to hold back and share what he had with others, because for him he simply needed to buy the sa thing instead of giving away what was already his.
However, he could understand why Kia was cold toward her family, because it seed they didn't pay much attention to this girl, which was evident from every photo in the house, where he had a hard ti finding Kia's photos there.
anwhile Misha… he had to take down so photos because his mother and father almost filled the walls of the house with photos of him at various events which they took with enthusiasm, where they had never missed a single event in his life.
"Annoyed?" Kia tilted her head, she didn't expect to get such a question.
Had anyone cared so far if she was upset or not because sothing was taken from her or because she was not involved in an activity? It seed like no one ever cared about that, except for Keira, but before that, her family didn't even really care how she felt.
"I don't think I'm annoyed at all, I don't feel anything for them," said Kia honestly after thinking about the question. "I feel that no matter what they do now, I don't care anymore." Just like how they had ignored her for the past four years.
"Have you ever thought about returning ho or introducing Mika to your family?" Misha leaned against the porch trellis, looking at Kia.
Unknowingly, the two of them tried to keep their distance from each other so that sothing like from earlier would not happen again.
"No," Kia answered imdiately. "When they kicked out, it ant they didn't want to know my child either, so why should I introduce them?"
Kia did feel that she was too petty when she had to make that decision, but she didn't want to know them anymore, because all she could rember from them so far were only unpleasant mories and she wanted to bury them all.
On the other hand, when hearing this, Misha smiled. He agreed with her, as it ant he didn't have to share his ti with the people from Kia's family when he wanted to et his little daughter.
"I agree with you." Misha nodded his head, muttering. "There is no need to et with them anymore. However, they could just co to your apartnt, after all it wouldn't be difficult to find where you live."
Kia narrowed her eyes, for a person like Misha, of course it wasn't difficult to find where she lived, but it didn't an that everyone had the sa resources as him.
"How about you stay at the Tordoff residence? There, no one will be able to disturb you." Of course, who could enter the Tordoff family residence without permission?
"I already thought you would say that," Kia pursed her lips and looked at him sarcastically. "You've been so predictable lately Mr. Tordoff."
"That's my charm," Misha boasted with a straight face.
"I don't know what kind of reaction to give, but you really have to tone down your self-confidence," Kia said with a small smile.
"That I can't do, I was born with that talent. Confidence is part of the genes carried by people from the Tordoff family," answered Misha.
Kia really couldn't say anything else in response to that and chose to just laugh because she also didn't know what to say to this man.
And when the two of them were chatting lightly, Kia's cell phone rang. From the ringtone she knew that it was Keira, who was calling her, which ant it was related to Mika.
Therefore, without thinking twice, Kia imdiately ran to grab her cell phone and received a video call from Keira. Mika's face was the first thing she saw.
"Mommy…" Mika looked almost crying, her small face all red with tears that filled her beautiful eyes. She had Misha's eyes and Kia couldn't protest, because this little girl of hers looked so pretty. "Mika misses mommy, when are you coming ho?"
On the other hand, Misha followed into the room and stood in front of Kia, listening to his little daughter's voice that sounded like she was crying.
Misha couldn't imagine how excited his father and mother would be if they found out about Mika's existence.
Misha didn't even want to imagine that….
"Yes, Mommy will be ho as soon as possible," said Kia to persuade Mika, who wouldn't stop whining, sulking so that Kia would co ho right now.
And in the end, Mika wanted to talk to Misha, which surprised them all.
This was the first ti Mika asked to speak to Misha, so the man looked shocked and a little nervous when Kia gave him her cell phone so he could talk.
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