YOLANDA
I just left Daniel’s house and I am driving to the location he sent me. I don’t really feel safe. I don’t, but my spirit is so unsure. I feel like I am being watched and listened to. I feel like returning to Daniel’s house because I am feeling scared. I wish I could call my dad, but I have put him through so much lately; it is best if he stays clueless about this.
My phone rings, and it is not Kyle. Kyle calls me with different numbers so that he stays incognito.
I slide my phone up to answer it and speak.
“Daniel,”
“Are you okay?” He asks.
“I am…” I pause and look at the backseat through the mirror. “I am fine. I am still driving to the location,”
My heart is beating really quickly. Tears are burning my eyes as guilt eats me.
“I can see you are…” He sighs. “Baby gir
