Mia
Inside her bedroom, she finished applying some makeup on her face and sat on the bed to get some fresh air. No matter how hard she tried, it was always difficult with Tristan. Over the years, she tried to be a good friend, but the fact that she couldn't get comfortable around Tristan was a huge turnoff for her. It wasn't funny back then and no one saw the handwriting on the wall except for Mia. Tristan's obsession made her draw the line between them.
“Now I have to face the whole family,” she sighed deeply and tossed her cell phone to the side of the bed. “Maybe he should take me instead and never bring me back since he wants my life. How annoying! I will not allow this anymore. What the hell is wrong with that man?!” She snapped with a clenched jaw.
Her cellphone rang beside her
