Wearing a light purple chiffon dress and light makeup, Madison Barton sat in front of the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror, feeling uneasy, and asked herself once more—what if he doesn't come?
Checking the time on her phone, it was already 9:50, but his phone was still unreachable.
Madison Barton mentally prepared for the worst; if he really didn't come, she'd tell her mom and dad that he had something going on today and would come another day.
Ugh… She could imagine how upset her parents would be. Being stood up felt terrible.
Just as she lost hope in Marvin Lennon showing up, she heard the noisy sound of a car. Was it him coming?
Madison Barton rushed to the balcony and saw two cars parked outside, one black and one white.
The white convertible looked very flashy, and a man in a dark suit got out. It was hard to see his face clearly from such a distance. Was it Marvin Lennon, or was it not?
Could it be him?
