JELENA
"I shouldn't expect anything less, but what gave me away?" I ask, leaning back against the chair.
I know it might seem strange how comfortably I speak to him, but Gregory is the closest thing I've ever had to a father. Life never gave me someone I could truly call Dad, so I cling to the one person who has quietly filled that role without ever asking for the title.
"I knew from the moment you returned," he replies calmly.
The words make my brows knit together.
"You mean you already know why I'm calling?" I ask.
A loud laugh echoes through the receiver, the familiar sound tugs at memories I haven't touched in a long time, it is rare to ear him laugh and I didn't realise how much I missed hearing it
"How are you doing, kid?" he asks between chuckles. "It's been a while since you
