Valentina
Barrett continued to text me throughout the day, asking to meet somewhere so he could apologize. I felt guilty every time my phone buzzed, so much so that I ended up turning it off for a few hours and hiding in the library. William was operating under the impression that it was Chrissy who was texting me, and had urged me to share what I knew with her, so there wouldn't be secrets between my best friend and me.
That made me feel even worse.
There was no way Barrett was doing this of his own volition. He didn't have it in him to be repentant. And to demand that I meet in person? It was so disgustingly obvious that he meant to get me alone somewhere.
But for what reason? Certainly not his parents. They were proud people, and had never approved of me. They wouldn't have their pr
