Miranda’s POV

After Jalen dropped me off and kissed me and I noticed my family had been staring all along. I ran straight into my room to avoid any more questions tonight.

I was still in the same spot on my bed—hugging the pillow Jalen had leaned on earlier, face buried in my blanket, smiling like an absolute idiot when I heard the knock on my door.

“Come in,” I said, not even trying to hide my grin.

The door opened, and in came Naomi, Leah, and Rachel—my aunties turned ...