"Bye, Daddy. Bye, Mommy."
Oh, that sounds familiar. The look on Lilith's face changed. "Good morning, Lily!" Lilith called out in surprise and quickly went over to her, worried that Vania and Hanson might leave. She ran over and stopped Hanson and Vania from leaving. She pretended she didn't know that and said happily, "I've been waiting for you. It's great to see you, Lily." Before Lily could answer, she turned her gaze to Vania. "I've missed you, Ms. Greyson. Do you miss me?" She blinked innocently, but the slyness in her eyes betrayed her real intention.
"I appreciate that, Lilith." Vania smiled and avoided answering that question. Telling a kid who misses me that I don't miss her is all kinds of messed up.
Lilith didn't know Vania didn't miss her, and she kept smiling, but now she turned her gaze to Hanson. "Hi, Mr. Luke. You got even more handsome now."
She was generous with her praises, and her eyes were filled with worship. Hanson would be over the moon if the kids praised him like this, but he didn't feel a thing when it was Lilith.
The boys rolled their eyes. Great. I'm gonna throw up, and I just had breakfast. She just won't give up.
"Can I leave with you guys after school is out? I like staying with you guys," Lilith asked.
Hanson squinted. He looked at her and asked, "Do you know where we're going?"
"Um…" Lilith panicked for a second. She didn't think this through. Darn. I was too aggressive. "Sorry, Mr. Luke. I-I don't know. I just like you guys too much, so I want to stay with you."
"Where's your family? Aren't they picking you up?" Hanson asked again without giving her any respite.
Lilith might be well trained, but she was just a five-year-old in the end. She couldn't hold back his barrage and panicked. She didn't think about why Hanson was asking her that all of a sudden, but there was no time for that. She quickly said, "I don't have a family." She couldn't think fast enough, but she could still act well. She put on a forlorn look and teared up.
Oh my gods, the boys thought. She acts well. Somebody give her an Oscar.
"What do you mean?" Hanson asked curiously.
Lilith had an explanation ready, and she started recounting her tragic life. "The traffickers sold me the moment I was born. You ran into me and saved me, then you took me in. Nobody knows who or where my real parents are. I miss them. I think they miss me too." She was starting to shed tears, looking like a proper girl in distress.
The boys were impressed by her acting. Aww, what a sad sob story.
"What about the guy who adopted you?" For the first time, Hanson was smiling at her.
It looked more like a sneer for Lilith though. Oh, so that's what he's doing. He doesn't care who my parents are. He's trying to get information out of me. They don't believe a word of my story. She played along with him and said, "He's really busy. He can't pick me up."
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