Chapter 5

• “…you didn’t have to come.” I said while I held the front door against Kasper, he was in black jeans and a blue sleeve, and a black sneakers. He looked a bit nervous with those tiny beads of perspiration forming against his forehead.
• “I had to, your mom invited me, and I wanted to make a good first impression on her.” He tried to smile, his lips were quivering, I folded my arms and watched him.
• “Are you sure you’ll be fine?”