I run toward him and he catches me in his arms. It feels so good to have his body around me. “Everything’s fine.” He tries to console me, but until Mia’s put behind bars, nothing will ever feel one hundred percent fine.
“We can’t move out of here fast enough,” I tell him as he places a finger under my chin and tilts my face to look up at him.
“They’ll catch her,” he promises me. I see the sincerity in his eyes and as much as I want to believe that, I know Mia’s crazy and smart enough to keep her distance just enough to stay out of legal trouble. Although there’s a warrant for her arrest, that doesn’t mean much when I know her parents will bail her out as soon as she’s served the restraining order papers.
“I hope so,” I say with a nod. “Are you hungry? I was just about to make dinner.”
