My secret lover
I kept looking at the front door, as if expecting Mia to show up there at any moment, even though I knew she was far away.
My dad passed by me at that moment, stopping only to cast a sympathetic look.
"You read it," he commented with a calm smile, referring to the letter my mother had asked him to give me.
"I did," I replied with a smile back, trying to calm my racing heart.
Kayla pulled me into my backyard, where the night was quiet and cold. She held the phone to her ear, her fingers lightly tapping the side of the device, a clear sign of her nervousness.