I OPENED Garett’s messages. Honestly, it was only now that I got to check my phone. It had been in my bag the whole time I was getting a facial.
Brainless: I told you to wait for me.
Brainless: Where are you? I dropped by your unit. Your friend said you weren’t there.
Elona doesn’t have classes on Saturdays either. But surprisingly, she was still at the unit. She usually goes out to see Sean.
Psycho: I’m at the salon.
Brainless: Where’s that?
I sent him the location of the salon. In less than twenty minutes, Garett arrived. The staff couldn’t stop staring at him—he was wearing his varsity jacket and denim pants.
He walked up to me, and looked a bit surprised to see Monica sitting beside me.
“Oh, you’re here too.”
“Hey, what's up!” Monica greeted him with a grin, then smirked at me
