Jules
I sat in the car and texted Ryan to ask where he was, because the last thing I wanted was to get here before him and still go in, that would be too… well, I wasn’t even sure of the word for it. Maybe eager.
While I waited for his reply, I stared at the house. I didn’t know Trent and his wife were this rich, because this house was massive, and very lovely looking. I mean, I knew Ryan was also doing well for himself in his father’s company and all but this was…
“I don’t really know anything about Ryan’s life.” I muttered to myself because I really didn’t speak to him after I left back then.
I sighed and leaned back against the seat, fingers drumming lightly on the steering wheel. The longer I sat there, the more ridiculous I felt; like some awkward teenager waiting outside a par
