The ride back to Ian’s is tense and silent. Rose nearly threw a fit when I told her I was going back with Ian until I promised that the moment I get back to campus I’ll find her and explain what happened. That pacified her enough to let me ride with Ian without her worrying.
'She was almost in tears when she saw me.'
Fidgeting in my seat, I shoot Ian a sideways glance but he hasn’t even looked at me since we started driving. Biting the inside of my cheek, I glance down at my hands. Ian has the heat on full blast and my fingers sting as the warmth returns toward them. My nose wrinkles as I take in the deep cuts on my fingertips.
‘Writing papers is gonna suck for the next week.’
‘At least you did not lose a finger to the cold,’ Phantom states, amusement lacing his words. I roll my eyes
