Lexie’s P.O.V
I closed the zipper on my luggage bag before looking around my room to see if I forgot anything. Satisfied, I dragged the bag and placed it next to the door before sitting on the edge of my bed. I bit my fingernails nervously as I kept picturing all these possible situations that can happen tomorrow in my head.
What if she doesn’t like me? What if she hates me? What if she doesn’t approve of our relationship? What if she thinks I’m not good enough for her son? What if she makes Kevin break up with me? What if I make a complete fool of myself in front of her?
OUCH!
I felt a sharp prick as I looked down at my extremely short fingernail. I was thinking so hard that I peeled off too much of my nail and now a small part of skin was exposed. I blew on my finger to eas
