Secrets

Hannah and I watched as Bradley walked towards us in calm, collected strides. His frame, covered in black garments, looked taller than before. My heart rate was slowly skyrocketing as I watched the hottest man I knew head towards me. I had fantasized about running into him and my chance had arrived.

“Who are you and what are you doing in our home?” He asked.

“I believe you already know who we are,” I said. We were the newest family to move into the town and he had seen us on that first day at the resort. Surely, Mr. Morgenstern had told him about us.

“Sorry about my sister,” Hannah said. “We haven’t met. My name is Hannah Colman. Your father and I spoke yesterday and he agreed to let us have some flowers from your garden, with the help of the florist who will be arriving soon.”

“Okay,” he said and walked away.

“Rude,” I said.

“Not more than you,” Hannah lashed back.

I rolled my eyes. “If Mr. Morgenstern is his father, why is his name Lightwood?”

“He’s adopted,” Hannah informed me.

“Oh