Mia
"Mia...why are you so fidgety?" Ethan asked as we were having dinner and I sighed.
I was so torn between going to see Leah and not going, I just couldn't make up my mind. I hated that woman. Like literally. If it wouldn't have been for her, that night wouldn't have happened and I wouldn't have died of guilt within me. The consequences of that night still awaits me and I had no idea how worse it will get. All because of that one f*****g woman. So was it right to go? What if she was a part of some kind of sick plan brewed by Tristan? What would I do then?
"Ethan by any chance...have you heard from Leah anymore?" I asked and he frowned at me.
"Leah? No...not since I fired her. No," He answered. "Why do you ask?"
