ANTOV’S POINT OF VIEW.
She’s……spectacular. Call me p***y whipped, because for some reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. I watched her in silence as she slept soundly beside me. She’d wanted to head home after our fourth round, but I refused…..I don’t know why, but I wanted her around.
Maybe it was the sight of her crying earlier, or the fact that we were two wounded hearts, but I wanted to spend more time with her. My mind wandered back to something she’d said earlier…’ Anthony’s father pays my school fees. Even if I want revenge, I can't get it because if I do, my dreams, everything I’ve chased since coming to this school, is all gone.’
I frowned at the thought of that fucker holding something over her head. With this, he could make her do whatever he wanted, because he would kn
