She was afraid, afraid that she might lose control of her emotions in front of him, which would be very awkward and quite embarrassing!...
Thinking of this, Kaitlyn Webb stood up and quickly walked back to the bedroom. She fell headlong onto the bed, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.
She didn't know how long she lay there, but when she came back to herself, it was already nine at night. She got up to get a drink of water, and as she came out of the kitchen, she unintentionally noticed her father's phone still on the living room coffee table.
Her gaze lingered, her expression turned cold, and it was a long while before she took a step forward. Only then did she notice her legs were stiff, and her knees felt weak.
She tightened her grip on the cup, her hand trembling slightly, and forced herself to look away and walk back to the bedroom. When she reached the bedroom door, she stopped again, turning back to stare at the phone on the coffee table.
