Zara
I quickly showered and threw on some clothes. It was only ten in the morning, and I had too much time to process today's events.
A knock on the door saved me from Dad's knowing look. I let out a loud sigh of relief when Sofia appeared from behind the front door, a confused expression on her face.
"Bad morning?" Sofia chuckled.
"Not at all." I shook my head, giving Dad a stern look.
"Want some coffee?" she shrugged, pulling me out the door.
I didn't mention that I'd already had it. Dad was clearly trying to coax me out of the house, which I would have gladly done. His knowing look made me shudder, making me wonder how much hidden information was swirling around in his head.
Sofia and I decided to walk to the café, since driving her car was pointless.
"Excited for the evening?" I grinned, looking at Sofia's slightly nervous expression.
"Excited." She nodded. "Petrified."
"Petrified, why are you petrified?" I shook my head, a quiet laugh escaping my lips.
