Chapter 194

Diana's P. O. V

Day 4

The morning came on too fast, I barely caught a wink of sleep, Pablo's words had left a huge void in my mind, keeping me at different theories.

But I ruled out each ridiculous theory after the other. What could she have wanted me to do? What wasn't I seeing here?.

The front door flew open, my mom must have been home already. She must have noticed I've been avoiding her, I guess we'd have to air our views out sooner or later.

I jogged downstairs in my shirts and a baggy hoodie, I was still friggin cold for Pete sake. I roughly packed my hair in a ponytail as I reached the foot of the stairs, but my jaw fell at who it was.

West.

He turned to look at me, eyeing me from head to toe, gosh! The guy didn't ever care to hide it when he stares at people.

"A word?." West asked.