Chapter 32

Ciara’s POV

I stepped down from the cab and took my luggage I kept in the back seat. After paying the driver, he zoomed off while I stood there staring at my house which was just across the streets.

What would I say? What am I going to tell them if they should ask about me and Brian? Dear Lord, please help me.

I crossed the streets and walked down the porch to my little house. I gently knocked on the door after some minutes of standing there, cooking up more excuses in my mind.

I heaved, when I felt the door knob being twisted from inside. The door opened, and Ben was the first person I saw.

“Ciara… is that you?” he asked like someone who’s seen a ghost.

I smiled.

“Yeah, it’s me,” I said playfully, hitting his shoulder. I was trying to act as cool as I can possibly be so that they don’t suspect a thing.

“So you weren’t even missing me?” I asked, and he pulled me in for a deep embrace.

I hugged him back. I’ve missed him so much.