I took in a deep breath, not knowing how to answer him. One reason for thinking over it was that I had nothing major to convey to him.
At that moment, I felt as if I was some student sitting in a d*mn viva trying to come up with anything related to the topic without sounding clueless.
I opened my mouth to answer Nicole, my lips parting as my mind tried to grab onto the right words, when the sound of the door creaking open cut me off.
All of them turned as another figure stepped in. My back was facing the entrance, so it took another second to turn. Though somewhere I knew that it would be Caroline, as she was the one who was not present here.
Boy, I could not speak how wrong and assumption was as my gaze fell on those high-end high heels, I knew it was NOT...Caroline.
My eyes trailed from her heels to her mid-thigh black dress and at last, those violet strands fallen freely on her shoulder.
Holy Jesus, what in the world is Grace doing here?
