Mia's POV:
“Melanie!” I exclaimed in horror, sitting up. I looked at the rearview mirror just in time to see the driver look at it.
“Is everything okay back there, miss?” He asked.
“Everything is fine. Don't worry,” I told him forcing a smile and then turning to look at Melanie. It couldn't be, right? She didn't like my mate, did she?
She burst into a fit of laughter. “I'm joking! Relax. Don't you know how friends act? It's like saying, I want someone like your mate but not that I want your mate. Does that make sense?” She explained.
“Are you sure?” I asked, warily. With Melanie, I couldn't tell if she was faking the humor or if she had slipped up and told me the truth. I needed to learn to read her better.
“Of course, I am, Mia. It's not that deep, I promise.” She said, holding up h
