Chapter 19

It felt like the days were passing at a snail's pace. Mia sighed in relief and happiness as she saw her couch before plopping down on the piece of furniture with laziness. She was so tired. This case and all its drama tired her out. Not in a million years did she think that it would be so complicated.

Just a little nap, Mia thought to herself as she made herself comfortable on her dark blue sofa. She drifted in and out of consciousness, as slumber slowly took over her body. She woke up two hours later to something that smelt good. Something she hadn't eaten in a very long time. Fried chicken. She got up and followed the scent of the delicious food, making her way towards the medium-sized kitchen. On her way there, she came face to face with a certain annoying male, and she felt her stomach do a small flip. In his hands, he carried two plates full of fried chicken. Her eyes immediately darted to the food on the plates, Jake following her gaze as he released a small chuckle.