|Sofia|
“WHO is he, really, Sofia?” my mom asked the moment Ian’s car vanished in our sight. I immediately looked at her beside me. I swallowed hard as my heart raced inside my chest.
Damn! I’m not expecting her to ask that soon!
“C-Can we talk about this matter tomorrow, Ma?” I bargained. She looked at me with a cold reception in her eyes. A few seconds passed before she let out a deep sigh and smiled at me.
“Okay then,” she said and reached for my left hand. “I’m hoping for the whole story,” she whispered and hugged me.
I sighed in relief as I hugged her back. I glanced at my father who was silent the moment we step outside the house. He was only eyeing Ian like he was studying him or something.
Well, I am not shocked by their behavior. This is the first time that a friend from
