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Aimee’s POV
I keep on tapping my fingers against the steering wheel. I parked a few meters away from the house, still thinking if I’ll go home. It’s almost four in the afternoon and I couldn’t say if Clyver is inside. What if he was there and he decided to not let me in because of what I did? I bit my lower lip. It’s been almost an hour since I got here and yet, I’m still scared to drive in.
I chose to hop outside the car and tiptoed my way in the front of the house. I take a peek inside and saw three of his cars in the garage. ‘He’s here.’
I hurriedly went back to my car and shut the door. “Alright. This is also my house, therefore, I have the r
