Aliya’s POV
I pulled over in front of the address Wellington had given me.
“Can’t believe I’m really doing this,” I muttered, grabbing my dark shades and slipping them on before stepping out of the car.
The sun grazed my skin and my heels clicked...
Aliya’s POV
I pulled over in front of the address Wellington had given me.
“Can’t believe I’m really doing this,” I muttered, grabbing my dark shades and slipping them on before stepping out of the car.
The sun grazed my skin and my heels clicked...