Mia's POV

I climb up onto my bed after shutting the door, going to the edge of the other side which is just by the window, I sit down quietly, folding my legs in front of me and one of my hands, supporting my chin. My history repeats in my mind, all the fond moments we have been having with each other.

"Oh God, how are my next two, three, twenty days gonna be?" I sigh in sorrow, shaking my head. The next thing I'm praying for is for Gavin to return and inform me of what had happened, if his mother is okay or not. Now that I don't...