Hannah’s POV
“They found Sam’s and Max’s prints on the g*n. They are being arrested” Ryan told me and I found the ground sweeping off my feet.
“W-What?”
“I am picking you at your house in two minutes. Get down” he cut the call before anything.
Is he mad at me?
Why is he behaving so coldly?
I got up and combed my hair. I washed my face and headed downstairs. The doorbell rang and I opened it.
“Come,” he said.
“Mom, I am leaving” I yelled inside the house.
“Okay. Bye, Hannah!” she replied.
I nodded at him and we made our way out.
“Get in,” he again said coldly and I sat inside on the passenger’s seat. He sat on the driver’s and started driving.
“Are… Are you mad at me?” I finally questioned.
“For being a completely dumb girl? Yes,” he replied while his eyes were fixed at the roa
