Tatiana
I looked at the clock for the fifth time. Where was McKenna?
She had told me she was going to stop by Hunter's house earlier, but what was taking her so long? The unease in my stomach grew with each passing minute.
It was bad enough that I had to deal with her hanging around Hunter, always on the edge of getting taken advantage of or sucked into his lavish lifestyle. Now, on top of all that, I had to sit here and worry about her all day? My frustration and concern made it hard to focus on anything else, even my work.
And that kid, Dustin, was his name? He was like the miniature version of Hunter. If McKenna was there all the time, that meant she would be around that boy, too. I couldn't shake the image of McKenna falling into the same old patterns, making the same mistakes as I
