Tyler's POV
"Hello Andrea." I replied looking at her, wondering if she was actually standing here.
But she was indeed standing on the doorstep, smiling as if she had forgotten what she did two years ago. She looked every bit the same as she did before she left.
"What are you doing here?" I demanded.
She lifted her eyebrows curiously at me. "Is that how you're going to greet me after not seeing me for almost two years?" She asked. "Come on, let me in."
"What are you doing here?" I repeated, not giving her an invitation to come in.
Ignoring my question, she shift her head to the side to look behind me. "Who's that?" She asked.
Realizing that Emily was still sitting on the couch in the living room, I turned around to look at her. She stood up and walked over to the door.
"I think I better go, Tyler." She said.
"No stay." I said. Andrea was going to leave soon anyway. I had no intention of keeping her here for long.