Jovita's POV

I stared at Maddie as she carefully folded her favourite, grey sweatpants. I was spending the weekend at her family's mansion in Green Valley, the loveliest part of Forktown. It was decorated with lush grasses, trees, shrubs, and majestic mansions similar to Maddie's.

I had just filled Maddie in on what happened yesterday and was waiting for her reply. Maddie was a counsellor among our circle of friends, she had a strange, mature wisdom-filled mind that I believed had probably come from the many books she was always engrossed in.

“So what are you going to do?” She asked.

I shrugged, sitting on the white, soft armchair beside...