Mia’s POV
The mansion was busy despite it being ten o’clock at night, which was odd since usually by that time, the mansion was quiet. Curious and just a tiny bit fearful, I snuck out of my room and made my way to the staircase railing of the first floor where I could see a glimpse of the living room. Eric paced up and down the living room, but not in anger. It was as if he was impatient for someone to arrive and I realized that perhaps that was why the mansion was awake for a change.
Did something happen?
Before I could wonder who he was waiting for, a car pulled up in front of the mansion and a sharp gentleman stepped into my house. It might sound a little dramatic and slightly exaggerated, but I swear I felt time stop as the world stopped spinning, and my breath hitched in my chest.
