"Mia, how-----" Jr. didn't finish what he was going to say when we heard a loud horn from outside. I just smiled at him then looked inside the house and shouted.

"I'm leaving!" I said to whoever can hear me and then walked out of the house. I quickly got on Dylan's motorbike and hugged his waist without looking back because I didn't want to see anything or anyone there.

'He already arrived and went to our house. Am I the one he wanted to see or my family?'

He changed a lot, even as he matured but still obvious on his face that he is happy. There was no...