CHAPTER 6| STRONG-WILLED

PERSY

I fully expected the creak sound that came from the door. In fact, I had freshened up and changed into neat set of clothes—jogger pants and a simple t-shirt, because of this. At least, if Aiden came around and decided that he wanted me to call his dad back and apologize, I had to look better, so the man could actually listen to me speak.

"Who is it?" I asked, even if I knew that the only person who could access the room without knocking was ...