BRIANNA'S POV

 

 

Steph and I remained silent. We weren't expecting any visitors, so we couldn't guess who was by the door, or so I thought.

 

With my eyes on Steph, I inquired, “Are you expecting anyone?” She shook her head vehemently and said, “Not at all.”

 

I exhaled and made my way to the door. My hand rested on the doorknob, and I immediately turned it down.

 

Before me stood a young lady, clad in shorts and a singlet. She had a frown on her face. “Are you Brianna?” Her voice was a thick baritone and sent chills down my spine. I nodded my head in response, and no more.

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