One Hundred and Eleven

Reyna walked to the chair in the room, plopping her ass down as she recalled the face she saw earlier. Why does she feel like seeing a split image of Dylan through that man? Even though Niko hadn’t allowed her to see him well, his nose and his smile looked exactly just like Dylan, just that from his features, he would be more playful than Dylan.

Alvarez.. that’s what Niko called him. Probably she would ask Dylan at school tomorrow, if he decides to talk to her after she had shut him off and not call him back after missing the date. A sigh escaped her lips, fumbling for her phone as she met another thatch of missed calls, this time, both from Larissa and Dylan, and one from an unknown number.

A frown ebbed her features as she clicked on the number, dialing it out back as the other line picked after one ring,

“The boss asked you to call this number if you need anything. I’ll be expecting your call.” The person said as Reyna sighed heavily before hanging up.

She needed to talk to Niko, t