
Kaylee took her foot to the arrival gate. The plane just landed at Chicago airport. After two hours of flight.
Kaylee immediately boarded one of the taxis that lined up in the parking lot provided by the airport. Kay mentioned the address she was going to.
"I'm finally back in town. This time I won't be leaving Chicago in a long time. I always miss the atmosphere of this city" Kaylee said, looking at the streets of her beloved city.
After forty-five minutes, he finally arrived at his house. A clean white two-story house, always missed by Kaylee. That's where he and Kaylaa grew up. Both get affection from Morgan and Tracy wholeheartedly. Kaylee was raised in a harmonious family.
It's almost dusk. Kaylee looked at her home with a happy smile.
"The house and the flower shop of papa and mama's legacy will be taken care of as best as possible" he said as he stepped his feet. A car stopped in front of the house.
"Kaylee... You're back my friend?"
Claire ran towards Kaylee. Hugged his friend's body tightly.
Claire held onto Kaylee's shoulder, staring at Kaylee's post. "You're so pretty as always". Claire squinted her eyes at Kaylee. "But you look skinny Kay, is your job as a model so tiring?"
Kaylee laughed at her best friend's words. "I miss you so much Claire, I miss this house too and of course Kaylee florist”, exclaimed Kaylee to invite Claire in.
"Kay wait. I forgot to take food for Aunt Dorothy. I promised him I'd make apple pie. I just made it today. It just so happens that you come, we can enjoy it together" Claire said running into her parked car right in front of Kaylee's house.
*
The sky begins to blacken, as Kaylee and Claire finish enjoying their dinner.
Dorothy gently rubbed Kaylee's head, the middle-aged woman was very happy to see Kaylee coming. "Darling do you want to add to your food?"
"Huh. I've been so full aunty, look at your cooking I've eaten away" Kaylee replied widening her eyes pointing at the dish on the table.
Dorothy smiled at Kaylee. "During here aunty will cook your favorite meal. You're too skinny, baby. Miss Mama will definitely be angry with aunt, see her beloved daughter thin like this", continued Dorothy again.
"Huh.why do I say, you're so skinny Kay. I support you auntie, give Kaylee plenty of food to keep her body the way it used to be" Claire's great-grandchild.
"Huh...is Kay really?", asked Claire in disbelief.
Kaylee nodded her head while giving the symbol "Swear".
Seeing Kaylee answer with certainty made Claire and Dorothy laugh happily. The two immediately hugged Kaylee who was also laughing happily. The warm atmosphere that the girl always misses.
*
Late at night, Flint was still in his study at the company. The man was not alone, but at Roland's company who was receiving a call from someone.
Moments later, Roland hung up his phone call.
"Is there anything you should inform me about Roland?", asked Flint without turning any attention to the file sheet he was signing.
"Yes sir. Miss Kaylee's safe, she's at her home in Chicago. When he arrived at the house there was a young woman who visited, it seemed like he was a relative or friend of Miss Kaylee. I've sent all the photos Mike sent the man I hired to look after Miss Kaylee like you ordered" Roland said.
Flint immediately saw the photos that Roland sent to his mobile phone. Kaylee seemed to laugh happily when she met the girl Flint didn't know who it was. Kaylee seemed so happy with him.
"Mike's orders follow Kaylee from a distance, lest he feel that anyone is following him. You find out who the girl is with him? I want to know information about Kaylee every time Roland. Everything was. What he does every day".
"I stayed away because I wanted Kaylee to calm down. I have broken his heart. It took time to reunite him. But to forget Kaylee Morgan, I can't. I already loved her. Until anytime" Flint said seriously. The man rested his head on the back of his work chair.
He really misses Kaylee. But he must be strong to resist that feeling. Even though it feels so heavy. Flint distracts her by working.
"We'll be together again Kaylee. I promise we'll start over. I promise I won't make you shed another tear of sadness..."
...***...
We proved Flint's promise