Lara’s POV
I was currently sitting in my living room, the reality of what I had done came crashing on me, I can’t stop thinking about the good old days when I would do anything for Adam, when I was obsessed and would likely have killed my self when I found out about what he did.
I literally was mellowing in my own sorrows right now, the memories of what had happened seems to fuel the anxiety that gnawed at my insides. As I seemed to wrestled with my emotions, my phone rang interrupting the silence, I got up as I walked towards the dinning and picked on the phone. I glanced at the CSC teen to see my father’s name flashing.
Pushing down my emotions, I answered, "Hello?" I didn’t want to worry him about what had transpired between me and Adam.
"Sweetheart, how are you doing?" His voice,
