Rosalie
The secretary at the front desk kept staring at me as I sat on a rather uncomfortable armchair seven feet away from her. Every time I turned around she’d give me the stink eye with the occasional scowl. I’ve gotten twenty-seven missed calls from Evan for the past thirty minutes, two from my sister, and five from Amani and Brandon (he must’ve gotten a new phone because I solely remember blocking him two days ago).
I sighed, knowing the headache I was going to get tomorrow due to ignoring the said calls but that was the least of my worries. I’m not sure why Levi’s started searching for his parents now but it’s better late than never. I’m sure his memory’s not completely back or else we wouldn’t exactly be here which means I still have time. Not a lot but enough.
I need a ciggy, I
