Aria
Libby was not really shocked when I told her about what I saw. We were in the living room, seated on the long sofa, facing each other.
“Aren’t we going to leave? You usually say we should leave town immediately once there’s a sighting of a demon, Mom,” I reminded her while my phone’s message alert chimed.
I took a quick check and saw Dominick’s selfie with his mom and stepfather. He clearly told me he was already there. Safe. I could guess he would stay there for the night.
“Well, you have your boyfriend here. Don’t you want to stay?” my mom countered.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” I denied.
“But I think you just say the word to him, and that’s it!” she insisted.
My brows furrowed at her wo
