Chapter 6 You Have Brothers?

• (Myra’s POV)
• “I am good, my parents are healthy and Wendy’s doing fine as well. You tell me, how have you been? How’s life for you here? And why didn't you tell me about your exorbitant living conditions? I murmured that last part so that Nora could listen to it.
• “Everything is so good here, it couldn’t have been better” she said like a loving child, blushing a little. "Aaa, I told you my family was wealthy" she added guiltily.
• ‘I am glad to hear that about the first part.' For the added part, I glared at her and she stuck her tongue out.
• Our chat was interrupted by one of the many workers, “Miss, dinner is ready, Alp- Sir Everest has called for you.”
• Nora bit her upper lip while looking at the servant which made me frown a bit. Whenever she gets nervous, it’s her habit to bite her upper lip. “Let’s go Myra” she said to me.
• I followed her from behind, still in doubt. We came to large dining hall. At this rate I can say, there is nothing in this place that is small except me. The dining table could accommodate twenty people at a time if not more. Her father was sitting at the center most seat which was reserved for the head of the family and understandably so. Her mother, Sara shared the center most place as she was sitting adjacent to Noah.
• Sara was smiling at me and said, “Please take a seat Ms. Miracle.”
• Suddenly, an old guy with an attire meant for butler pulled a chair, gesturing for us to sit down.
• I nodded in return and gave my thank you and settled down in my seat.
• Now that I am looking at it, the table is stuffed with variety of foods, ‘Is this a meal for four people? Is someone else coming? I appreciate the gesture but this is way too much food, such wastage.’
• “Ms. Miracle, is there anything you cannot eat?” Noah, Nora’s father asked me firmly but with a hint of politeness.
• I gave them a curt smile and responded, “Not at all, I'm good with everthing.”
• “That’s good, kids shouldn’t be picky eaters” Nora’s mother, Sara said with her radiant smile. She looks like a goddess when she beams, I can tell Nora has inherited that blooming smile from her mother.
• As we were having dinner, her parents started asking various types of questions, about me, my parents, college life, future plans, etcetera, it was mostly Sara. I breezed past there inquiry with flying colors. They are truly a loving couple. All my doubts from earlier have kind of dissipated when I firsthand saw how they treated Nora. Maybe, the jetlag kicked in within me so I must be seeing things earlier.
• Now that I notice, Nora looks totally different from back then. She seems way fitter and healthier than before. As she is having her dinner sitting beside me with a poised stance and graceful table manners I couldn’t help but admire her. Her styling has changed even her hair style is different. Back then, she used to wear baggy clothes and braid her hair but now she is wearing clothes that hug her well defined body and her hair is slightly shorter than before.
• As we were done with our dinner, Sara beamed at us, 'Haye, her smile will be the end of me. How can some look so gorgeous while having dinner.'
• She said, “Nora, take Myra to her room dear. She must be feeling exhausting after all the travel and first thing tomorrow, give a tour to her of the mansion.”
• “Yes, Mom” Nora replied and we got up to exit the dining hall. I thanked them for the lovely dinner. After all everything was just so delicious. I had a hard time picking what to eat.
• We came back to the main hall which was all golden and off white in color. She led me to an elevator as I followed her. By this time, I was feeling a little intimidated by the vastness of this place. The elevator came to a halt as we reached the fifth floor. She showed me around as we walked past, “Do you live alone on this floor? Why is it so quiet here unlike ground floor?”
• “Oh, I forgot to mention it to you before because I was so excited to have you here. This floor is occupied by me and my brothers.”
• “You have brothers?” Why is it news to me?” I asked feeling perplexed. Never once has she mentioned anything about ‘her brothers’ to me. So, this piece of information was quite a revelation for me.
• “Yeah” she said guiltily, scratching the back of her head and further added. “I have four brothers.”
• To Be Continued . . . . . . . . . .