Mia
I felt my confidence flicker like a weak bulb as Martha smiled wickedly at me.
“Oh hey there Jonathan!” Clara giggled and sprang up from the couch, adjusting her dress to show off her curves. She brushed past me, tossed her hair around and held her arms open to embrace Jonathan like he was her old time friend.
“Mia..” Jonathan’s voice rang through the thick air, ignoring Clara’s advances as though she barely even existed at all.
“Is everything alright?” He asked as he held my arm and pulled me close to himself. “You should be resting your leg not dragging it around when it’s not even healed properly..”
I forced a smile and swallowed the lump in my throat. His grip around me tightened, but not in a rough way. He rubbed my arm gently and then turned to face Martha who was visibl
