“It's me,” he whispers. I feel my eyes flare in suprise. Tyler? I look straight into his eyes before I glance down at his hand on my wrist to look for the ring I gave Tyler. The ring is around his finger which means it's really him. I tear my gaze from his hand and look at his concealed face again.
He looks straight into my eyes before he enunciates every word, “Listen to me. Don't go to the gym.”
I find myself nodding for unknown reason. His eyes linger on my eyes for a second. I catch his throat bob up and down before he removes his grips on my wrists. He departs without saying a word, leaving me unable to move in my spot. I follow his back with my gaze as he sprints into the crowd of students that are heading towards the gym.
I try to process what did just occur a second ago. I th
