Tessa’s POV
“That’s impossible,” she said sharply. “It’s already too late for you to leave.”
I blinked, not really surprised with the hardness in her voice.
“But why did you invite me home in the first place? You know I have school runs to do,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “I can’t just stay the whole weekend. I have assignments, classes…”
My little brother looked up at me, his big brown eyes filling with sadness. He tugged at my fingers gently, like he didn’t want me to go either.
A heavy ache settled in my chest. I wanted to say something but before I could say anything, Mr. Don’s voice rumbled from behind us.
“We missed you, sweetheart,” he said warmly. “I’ve been looking forward to seeing you again.”
I turned toward him. His smile was kind, real. It threw me off-bala
