Very early the next morning, Alex drove me back to the end of the street, and I walked back home. It was a Saturday morning so my parents were home. When I got to the front porch, I could hear some distinct chatters. I opened the door and walked into the corridor. While taking off my shoes, I could hear a very familiar voice, and I didn’t want to believe it was who I thought of.
I walked into the living room to see my mom and Kyren sitting opposite each other. They were chatting and laughing, but when I walked in, they both paused and looked at me.
“Oh, hi honey. We were just talking about you,” my mom said, gesturing to me to sit.
“Hi, Em,” Kyren waved and smiled at me.
“What’s going on?” I asked what walking slowly to take a seat beside my mom. I could feel some tension build with
