~Chapter 19 ~

“ I think there's some flour at the back. Can you go check the storage room?” Adrian asked of Balmoh.

“ Sure, there's a key there right?” He nodded answering himself, heading to do as his brother had requested.

“ So, who owns this bakery?” I muttered my question aloud. I woke up earlier than I usually did, thanks to Dera's shrieks of excitement. Dragging me along with them, we came to a locked bakery. They had the keys and got in without any problems. When I tried asking what we were doing here, Aghan responded rather cryptically. For all I know, our presence here involved what our donations towards the food bank will be. Nothing more, nothing less. How helpful.

“ It belonged to our parents and now we own it,” Dera answered cheerfully, still excited.

Meanwhile, I was rooted to the spot, frozen in shock. This was the first time I heard any of them talk about their parents. I was starting to think they didn't