Chapter Thirty : Heartbreak
Surprisingly, she doesn't cry once as she makes her way back home from the garage. She doesn't panic, either. Gia remains as calm as ever. Listening to her own steady breathing as she thinks over everything. She can feel it. Deep, deep in her gut that something isn't right. And, for some reason, she finds her mother not being home, suspicious as well. Her hands clench on to the steering wheel tightly. She can't focus on what could really be going on. She's too hurt. She's hurt, and she doesn't even know the truth, yet. How pathetic, she thinks to herself. Just trying to keep herself together. ••• An unknown man with hair as dark as night and green eyes stars at a computer screen in front of him. Another man appears beside him, this one much shorter with black rimmed glasses sit
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