Ethan
“I didn’t think you’d agree to meet with me,” I said.
“Believe me, neither did I,” Stasia admitted plainly.
The moment I found out that Layla had returned to the Marcellos, I asked Aldo for Stasia’s number. I reached out to her with the hopes that she would be willing to talk.
As I suspected, my curiosity did end up outweighing my fear of knowing the truth.
I’d asked Stasia to meet me at one of the local bars in town. I made it there before her and took a seat at one of the front tables. I tried my best to push down my anxiety as the minutes ticked on.
Ten minutes had passed and I almost got up from the table to leave but I immediately stopped when I saw Stasia walk through the door. That same familiar feeling filled my chest. Warmth and twinging magnetic pull that made m
