C22 Friends
“Aditya?”
“What is it, Miss Kaiya?”
I shift my attention from the books I am reading towards her. We are in the gazebo that is overlooking the garden. It is a wooden structure with chairs and tables within the shade. Different kinds of flowers adorn the handrails. It is elevated a few steps off the ground with grasses, colorful plants, and bushes all around the quiet area. According to Aditya
