Fiona
I scoffed for the umpteenth time as I reminisced about Cedric's words. How could he say that his father was trying to protect me, and what was his father trying to protect me from? I was really curious to know, but the young man had refused to say anything. He has said I would find out at the right time, but when? This curiosity was eating me.
When would the right time be? I was anxious to know. Maybe I should just be patient and wait for time, but I don't think that I will be able to wait that long. I may lose my senses out of curiosity.
I scoffed again when I recalled his words the first time he came here. How could he come here and tell me some s**t that Daren wants me back? I would be a fool if I believed that. Daren would never say that to me. His pride would never make him
