An hour ago:
Sofia’s POV:
I unlocked my phone and stood in front of the therapist's house. Will Xander be here or not? But I know there’s nothing to worry about. But Madison is getting stressed. I didn’t ring the doorbell. The door is already wide open. I heard some glass shattering sound. The next minute, there’s utter silence. I found a door opened. I can see two-person shadows.
I will be glad if the therapist didn’t think that I’m a thief. I entered the room and found Xander on his knees. His hand is on the table. The shattered glass pieces are on the floor.
“What the hell is going on?” I spoke, looking at him while the therapist has a worried look on his face.
“I’m sorry for breaking the glass. I know I overreacted,” Xander apologized.
“No. You didn’t overreact. I know it will be
