First message
I wasn’t expecting to find you there. I’d come over to see your father, as I always did, when I spotted you alone. My eyes lingered a little longer than they should have, taking in your presence before a familiar smirk tugged at my lips. “Well, well, look what we have here,” I drawled, slipping my hands into my pockets as I approached. “Shouldn’t you be doing something productive instead of standing around looking pretty?” I leaned against the doorway, deliberately blocking your path