Just as the car was about to reach Swiftwater Villa, Sparkle's phone suddenly rang.
Aaron!
Pressing the answer button, she wondered what this jerk wanted.
As soon as the call connected, Aaron impatiently demanded, "Sparkle, where are you?"
"Aaron, what are you to me now? What right do you have to question me?"
"I..."
"If there's nothing, I'm hanging up."
"Don't hang up!" Aaron took a deep breath, forcing a smile and said gently, "Sparkle, I miss you. It's inevitable to feel a bit anxious when I can't find you."
"Or you miss me taking the blame, right?" Sparkle retorted mercilessly.
"Sparkle, don't be like this. I really do miss you. I admit I did things that hurt you. I'm sorry. I've thought a lot these days and realized that the one I truly love is you. Can we meet?"
"Do you really still love me?"
No sooner had she said this than the air inside the car seemed to plummet, and she shivered: What's going on?
