Eden’s Point of View

“Why are you calling so much?” I barked into the phone as I exited the front door, and I hurried down the steps that led to the porch.

“I’m outside your house.” Came his bored voice, even though he had been waiting for a while, he didn’t seem offended or was I the one who has got it wrong. “Do I have to come in to get you?”

“No…” I forced out as I swung the front gate opened and I was met by the sleek black BMW SEDAN in front of the gate, there ...