Brielle’s point of view.
Cara?
What was she doing here? What was the meaning of this? I swallowed hard as I looked at her. What if she figured out that I was with a man this morning? Different thoughts filled my mind as I approached where she was sitting.
She seemed occupied with her phone.
“Cara?” I called out to her, and she lifted her head to look at me. She seemed worried and was furious.
“Brie. My god! Where have you been? I am tired and am calling you…” she started with her rants as I sighed heavily, looking at her acting all worried when I am sure she didn’t even notice that I was home.
“I got home and you are not there. What’s going on?” She asked me as I bit my lower lip.
“My phone went off. Sorry, I should have called. Can we talk somewhere private?” I asked her and she
