33. Jeremy
“Mia, are you okay?”
I reach out to touch her but she shrinks away from my hand.
The moment I click on the central lock, she opens the door and jumps out. She hurries to the side and starts dry heaving on an empty stomach. Each gag feels like a dagger is piercing my guts. Frank's words echo in my ears: “Why are you treating her like that?’
I don't know. I just know that I don't like her. I don't like how she gets to me. I don't want to be close to her, but I don't want to ruin her smile. I hate that I made her cry, but I think she's cute when she is angry.
This is all Frank’s fault. If he isn't trying to get close to her, I wouldn't have to protect her from him.
She is heaving badly, but I don't know how to help her. The back door opens and Smith comes out.
“What is
