Ivanna
"I'm not going back to Dallas," Irene says, taking a sip of her coffee.
"Why? I mean, you should go back, Irene. Janice and dad must be worried for you," I reply
"I talked to them last night. So, there's nothing to worry about. I was eventually gonna move out." She smiles.
An awkward silence embraces us. I don't know what I'm gonna tell Christian. He will not like it if he gets to know I met Irene out of the deal. But I couldn't turn her down like that.
"Where are you staying now?" I ask to break the silence.
"You know my friend Ana, right? I moved to her place as soon as I was released," she says, making my heart twist.
"I'm sorry," I mutter, looking down. "I can't believe I'm the reason behind all this mess. I'm really sorry, Irene."
She grabs my hand, with a smile on her
