Mia POV
New York
I heard a knock at the front door, I frowned, puzzled by the unexpected interruption. Bella was at work, and I wasn't expecting any visitors.
I cautiously peered through the peephole, curious but slightly apprehensive about the unexpected guest. What I saw made my heart skip a beat, and my eyes widened in shock.
Standing on the other side of the door was Ashton.
I hesitated for a moment, torn between opening the door and shutting it.
After a deep breath, I decided to open the door, though I kept a cautious distance between us. "Ashton," I said, my voice tinged with surprise and confusion.
He stood there, his familiar face now etched with a sense of urgency and uncertainty. "Mia," he replied, his tone a mixture of apprehension and relief. "I didn't know if you'd be here, but I had to see you."
"How do you even know I live here?" I'm not going to lie. I was scared to see him standing here.