'So this is why the goddess was laughing; I wonder what lies she would tell; how did she even get into my wardrobe?' Roman wondered but the look on her face was enough to tell she was embarrassed.
Of course, she would be; she had no idea what Roman would make of this, and if he decided to tell Amelia, their friendship wouldn't be the same.
"I'm sure there's a perfectly good explanation as to why you're in my wardrobe," Roman spoke with a smile on his face; he was still in front with both of his hands holding to the door of the wardrobe.
"Uhmm...I know this situation isn't..."
"Wait...first, who are you? I know you're a friend of my mum, but I don't really know you apart from that?" Roman asked.
Roman knew the village was small, and since she was Amelia's friend, she must be the mother to one of the girls, but he didn't know which, either Reina, Lina, Luna, or Liora.
"I'm Luna's mother"
