"She's at her dad's house and constantly looks behind like she's being stalked."He informs us.
"Report to us if anything else happens and then in the morning you can swap shifts with Travis."I say before ended the call.
"We have to do something. She's definitely scared about something "
. . .
It's the next morning and I can't stop thinking about last night.
There's a bad feeling in my gut and it won't go away.
Checking on Kai about the caller he informs me the number in untraceable.
"Fuck!" I slam my hand on the desk scaring the students. Ignoring them I walk to my office closing the door, pacing around figuring out what to do.
Sighing in defeat I go back to my class and carry on with one of the last lectures og
f the month before the students go on a study break."The Difference between an Essay and a Poem. While some poems may set out to accomplish the same goals as an essay, such as presenting an argument or telling a story, the structure, common techniques, and basic rules required for an essay are quite different than a poem. There will be an unseen poem and an essay question in your exams this next month. I expect nothing but the best. Good luck and study hard. You're dismissed."
. . .
"Any news from Travis?" Ronan asks and I shake my head.
That means that everything is going fine and there's nothing more to worry about.
That settles the bad feeling and I worry less now.
Especially when Travis sends us a video of Mila and her dad running the around estate.
I feel myself harden at the sight of her again.
Nathaniel chuckles. "Me too."
That makes me laugh as I shake my head. We haven't laughed since we were with Mila.
It's as if we completely shut down. To think that we got so attached to her in just two almost three months is insane.
Never would I have thought that I'd be feeling such strong emotions for a women.
A beautiful, gorgeous, smart, stunning women who gave us a chance and we fucked it up by constantly lying to her. Breaking the trust we tried so hard to get.
Something that she'll struggle to give us, if she one day decides to take us back.
Something I'll prove to be given back. Prove that she can allow herself to love us like we're learning to love her.
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