Tyrese
"You have a plan?" I couldn't help but mutter out loud at Malia's words. My eyes went wide, almost certain I hadn't heard anything running through her mind today that indicated any formulation of a plan. Even when we were talking about the bakery earlier, her mind had been unusually quiet. I thought she was just tired, overwhelmed by everything that was going on, but now I wasn't so sure. Had she been purposefully hiding this? And if so, why would she wait for Liam and Alana to be here before talking to me about it?
"I do," her voice came quieter now. She folded her hands in front of her and nervously wrung her fingers. She stepped forwards and I quickly moved to her side to join her. My arm snaked around her waist and I felt her breath out a sigh, releasing her stress. Her gaze
