66. The Birthday Party(2)

Sofia's POV

I don't know how long I've been in my seating position, recalling what the therapist, Every Dennison had said to me.

Was Mr. Pompous truly scared of love and the responsibility that comes with it?

He isn't willing to share the thoughts of his heart with me so I can never know em'.

Only if he lets me in.

"That--" My thought was interrupted by a voice that I recognized immediately as Mia's. "Hey, I've been searching the entire place for you"

I turned to see her approaching in the strapless red gown that wrapped around her silhouette making her look alluring.

Her heels caused a satisfying echo until she came to a halt in front of me.

"Hey..." That was all I could mutter.

She beamed a bright smile.

"You look perfect" I complimented Mia whose cheeks turned red and she sat beside me on the bench.

I adjusted my posture so the bench could accommodate us both.

"Are you bored? Everyone is having fun down here Sofia" She puts her arm around me with her eyes pointing in the direction