C39 PAGES OF FORGOTTEN TIES

Donna

“Get in the car,” he ordered coldly, tilting his head towards the black Mercedes parked ahead at the side of the road, its headlights cutting through the rain.

But I didn't comply. I continued to stare at him in a daze. My heart fluttered with pleasant emotions I didn't want to welcome. Why did he always show up whenever I was in need of help? Why? It could have been Mason, or anyone else