The air inside the car was heavy with an unspoken tension. Kyren's gaze was locked onto the road. He hadn't spoken a word to me since last night.
He was as cold as ice. And I had no idea what was going through his mind. He was probably going to ditch me for dragging him into this mess.
Our encounter on the kitchen counter, and our almost moment on the couch... all of it was recorded. And if those recordings ever came out... both our lives would be ruined.
This could ruin Kyren's life.
"I'm going to the police after class." I pointedly stated.
Kyren didn't answer. He didn't even spare me a glance.
"I also think I should move back into my dad's place. He won't bother you if I'm not there." I muttered before biting into my inner cheek.
"Bother me?" Kyren finally answered, a smirk
