Sierra’s POV
Dealing with my emotions has only turned worse with the coming days. I was going to stay away from Arthur. It would be better I let go of him than he did. I would hurt too much, yet just the thought of doing it myself still hurts.
But Elvis so badly wanted to talk to him. I couldn’t, not after I found the courage to walk away from him earlier. Fortunately, Jackson caught on and went with Elvis instead. A part of me wanted to get Elvis to stop.
I would not want him close to Arthur, but pulling Elvis away from what he loved was not something I usually did. Frankly, I did not know how. “Hey cutie,” someone said beside me.
Mum and Dad, who were speaking to someone in the corner, instantly stopped and walked over to me. “Hi,” I smiled politely.
I tried to walk off, but he hel
