Chapter 18 Please, I Want A Divorce

• Kieran’s POV
• Ms. Ada was setting the table when I came downstairs again. The house was as quiet as it had been when I arrived home two hours earlier. I'd gone straight to my room, taken a long shower, and decided to rest my head on the bed for a while.
• The faint clinking of cutlery against the plates echoed in the stillness, mingling with the soft hum of the air conditioner. Ms. Ada barely glanced at me; she just went about her work like she hadn’t noticed me walk in. It was unlike her to completely ignore me, usually, Ms. Ada would start bickering me as soon as she glimpsed me on the top stairs.