-MIA-
"You’re early."
I was scrolling through my phone when I heard Boyd’s voice. I’d asked to meet him at the restaurant, hoping the public setting would help steer things away from feeling like a date.
I don’t want you dating him, Mia.
Asher’s voice from earlier still echoed in my head.
As if I needed a reminder of my place. Like the worn shoes, the secondhand clothes, the notebooks, and those videos hadn’t already said it loud enough
But with Asher actually behaving like a decent human being these past few weeks, I’ll admit, I thought we were building something close to a friendship.
One-sided, sure. One side hopelessly attracted to the other. But still. We ate together, commented on movies, and swapped old stories.
My favorite part, though, is when I’m at the piano, singing alo
