TRAVIS
I was sitting on the couch in the living room, with Tiffany sitting between my legs.
She was telling me about what her mother was planning for her upcoming birthday party, which is in two weeks.
But I wasn't really listening. My mind was filled with thoughts of Luna. It was past 9.PM, and she still hadn't come home.
When did she start coming home so late? She had said she was going to the library, but was it really that far away, or was she lying to me? Had she gone somewhere else instead?
"Babe!" Tiffany voice made me look at her.
"You were saying?" I questioned.
"You weren't listening to me, what are you thinking about?" She pouts.
"Nothing. Are you not going to leave?" I said without hesitation.
Tiffany's face immediately fell into a frown.
"Are you trying to send me
