“Ricci! Ricci! What’s going on?” I panted as Ricci glazed the highway.
“You don’t understand! Liv is dangerous.” His neck veins stood out so beautifully, sculpted by his sweat and anger.
“You are mistaking her for a different person, Ricci, slow down. Roxanne was so damn nice!” I snapped, holding on to the seat belt but Ricci’s pace only doubled.
“Shut up, Chelsea, you know nothing!” He snapped at me and I went quite immediately. I threw my head to the seat in frustration as the car moved at the speed of light. I fruitlessly tried to count the cars and the trees we sped by but ended up staring at the sun; hoping it could somehow put the misery to an end.
“Liv!!” Ricci shouted, storming out of his car the second we arrived the organization.
He ignored his parents, board of directo
