XANDER
The heavy outpour of the rain made me worried.
If I had known Amara was still at the café, I would have stopped by first and picked her up. Parked outside her house, I reached for my phone in my pocket and dialed her number, but it went unanswered.
Looking out the window, I wondered how long it was going to rain. Figuring it would be safer to drive her home myself. I reached for the start button, almost ready to head out when I saw a car pull over.
Reaching for the umbrella in my car, I stepped out and headed towards the car.
The driver's door opened and Amara came down, but she was too focused on the car to notice my presence.
She rounded the car and opened the back door. Whilst at that, the passenger door opened and the other lady from the café the last time stepped out. She
