Mikaela

“Is there something you’re not telling me?”

Tobias asked as his voice was steady but firm, his arms were folded across his chest as he leaned against his desk. His study felt colder than it usually was tonight, though maybe it was just me. After that dreadful dinner with Ryan and Lydia, I had been hoping to crawl into bed and pretend none of it happened. But Tobias wasn’t about to let it go.

I forced a small smile, trying to mask my nervousness “What?” I asked, trying to ...