"Talk to me about what?"
A chill ran down her spine, and Mia felt her heart pounding as she heard that voice. Without needing to turn her head, Mia already knew exactly who it belonged to. After all, how many years had she harbored feelings for that man?
From the very first time she met James when Selene brought him home to work on a group project, Mia's eyes had been glued to the tall and handsome figure. How he smiled sweetly, sometimes with a hint of mischief, how his voice softened whenever he spoke to her, and how James would gently pat her head whenever they met.
He had always greeted her warmly when they crossed paths.
"Hi, little Mia, we meet again," James had greeted with that handsome smile that never failed to make her blush.
"Are you having fun at school, little Mia?" James had asked one day when she came home to find him and his friends hanging out after their group project.
