19.

" Who is it?!" I hear my mom call from the kitchen.

I can't tear my eyes away from him as a lot of thoughts circulate through my mind.

'The pictures. Does this mean he also carries the same ones as mine in his envelope?'

" We need to talk." He says.

I don't answer but continue to stare at him.

I can't wrap my head around everything. I am confused as to what is going on here?

Who sent these pictures?

" Milla, did you hear what I just said?" He asks, now frowning.

" Milla?!" I hear my mom call me and I let out a sigh before glancing over my shoulder. " It's William Mom, he wants to talk to me for a minute!" I call back to mom before stepping out of the house, closing the door behind me.

" We can't talk here." That's all he says before heading to his car.

I let out yet another sigh, now following him.

It's been a few days since we last saw each other or even talked. The days have been quiet and now this situation with the pictures, has turned everything upside down.

I can't grasp the