It was almost eight p.m when I had stopped by my mothers place to leave a few things that she needed and to retrieved Sofia's favourite shoe that had gotten left behind here. But, I got engaged in conversation with my mother about how the situation with Justin was going and now she seemed to turn into the worlds most persistent interrogator.
"So, how did he find out?" I sighed at yet another question put forward by my mother.
This has got to be the tenth one she had asked after enquiring about how Justin was warming up to Sofia. Little she know that it was me he had a problem warming up to, not Sofi.
I let out a huff and dramatically fell back onto the couch, kicking my legs over the edge. My mother always hated when I did that and now was no different. She glanced at my leg as if her
