All the way they were silent, holding back the tsunami of questions in the head cage. Skylar bit her lip because of the guilt. Scarlett, in turn, just walked and didn't think about anything.
               So they reached the house and went inside. Skylar took off her black hooded jacket to reveal a white shirt with the top button unbuttoned. The shirt was not tucked in. Below the waist, as before, there were black jeans, and on the legs were womens "Convers" sneakers. She straightened her hair so that the split ends would lay on two ribs. She inhaled deeply, looking up with her eyes closed, and after exhaling, opened them.
                 Skylar: Let's go to my room. ;-she said in an emotionless voice, but inside she hid pity for Scarlett and anger for the act.
                They entered Skylar's room. Skylar sat on the bed in a lotus position. Inhaling deeply, she began a conversation:
                 -Scarlett, I'm sorry I hurt you. I left you alone in this world and I cannot forgive myself for this. You have the right to be angry with me, but know, I...
                Before Skylar finished speaking, Scarlett, hugging her completely to the back, kissed her on the lips without a tongue, feeling the heat from within. Skylar was numb and looked into nowhere for a few seconds, then she closed her eyes... A million feelings mixed inside her, from bewilderment to satisfaction. A few seconds later, Scarlett took Skylar by the neck, but under imperceptible pressure, Scarlett fell onto Skylar, who groaned, gasping for air due to her breathlessness.
                Skylar: What... did you... do?!? ;-catching air with her mouth, stammering she asked.
                Scarlett: I just showed you love. Isn't that it? ;-in bewilderment asked Scarlett, rubbing her Neko ears.
                Skylar leaned against the wall trying to calm her frantic heartbeat, biting her lower lip and twitching slightly.
                 Scarlett: You opened my soul and I felt warm inside. I just wanted to show you love. ;-after she smiled, as if to a mother.
                There was a storm in Skylar's head. A cocktail of thoughts.
                 Scarlett: Where are your parents?
                Skylar's jaw dropped after that question. She shivered. After a few seconds of filtering her thoughts, she said:
                  -I don't have a mom. She died when I was still in kindergarten. Since then, I only have a father...; -the last words she uttered with disdain, which Scarlett perfectly noticed.
                  -He makes you kill the mothers of teenagers, depriving them of their last parent? ;- Scarlett asked directly.
                  -I... I... I can't sa...
                 Skylar feared the consequences. Her answer was interrupted by a knock on the door. It was Skylar's father. His name was John. He was tall and serious from the outside. Even negligent. He seemed to be about 40-50 years old. He wore trousers, black shoes and a dark turquoise shirt.
                 Skylar feared what her father would do to her for bringing a potential witness into the house. John said:
                 -Skylar, can you introduce me to your new girlfriend?
                 -I-It's Scarlett... She...
                 -Dinner is already on the table. Scarlett, will you join us? ;-John asked with interest.
                 -Yeah, I don't mind.
                 John went to the door and glanced back over his shoulder to Skylar said:
                 -Before adopting someone, warn in advance about it, Skylar. ;-after he went to the kitchen.
                 Skylar looked down. Scarlett was already out of bed and heading for the door.
                 -Skylar, let's go to dinner? ;-tilting her head to the left, with bewilderment from Skylar's thoughts, said Scarlett.
                 They dined in silence on steak with salad and juice. Then they went to Skylar's room. It was late and it was time to sleep. The room had only one bed, but it could fit two or even three people. John cared about the comfort of his children.
                Skylar: Scarlett, if you want, you can take my pajamas in my closet... There are two of them, one pink and the other blue. Which one do you want?
               Scarlett: Hmm... Blue.
               Skylar gave Scarlett her pajamas. Scarlett began to take off the hoodie, under which there was a cleavage. She put the hoodie over the back of the chair and began to put on her nightie.  Skylar, seeing this, became nervous and said:
                -Ummm... Does my presence bother you when you change?
                Scarlett straightened the lower part of her nightie in the waist area and looked back at Skylar.
                -No, you won't peep, will you?
                Skylar, standing with her back to Scarlett, became nervous and stared at the floor.
                Scarlett took off her sneakers and began to take off her jeans. Skylar saw it out of the corner of her eye and blushed, either from shame or from something else.
                Scarlett: I'm done.
                Skylar took a deep breath and took her pink nightie. She saw Scarlett and said:
                -A blue nightie suits you. ;-she said with a smile.
                -Thanks, now it's your turn.
                 Scarlett turned away and stood like a soldier. Skylar quickly changed her clothes and they lay in parallel on one bed.
                -Good night, Skylar. ;- Scarlett said gently.
                Skylar was numb with the memory. The last one who told her this was her mother, and it was a long time ago, out of compassion.
                -Thanks, Scarlett... You too, sweet dreams.
                They fell asleep, and Scarlett's dreams were sweet as caramel...