Phoebeâs voice was coy, and she wasnât afraid of being overheard. @@novelbin@@
âBoyfriend? How could I have a boyfriend? Brent, who are you hearing rumors from again? Heâs pursuing me, but I didnât say yes. I have you, Brent. I donât want anyone else.â
As the sound of the door closing echoed, their conversation grew softer.
Kristina lay in bed with her eyes wide open, lost in thought.
Just like that, dawn broke.