********Tessa********
I stared at my phone for the 100th time as the caller kept calling over and over again.
My eyes caught the familiar pair of brown wheels that I had seen the first time that I found this coffee book reading shop.
All my life and living with my step dad this has been one of my favorite spot considering the fact that I loved reading whenever I felt bored at home and broken I always come here and what hurts most is the fact that Nicolas was the person who brought me here before I turned 13 because he saw how much I loved reading.
Everything about this place reminded me of him, the stupid messy face he would make whenever I asked him to pick me.
I had betrayed him ,he was hurt and broken comfort but yet I was still amongst the person that broke his heart .
