CYRIL’S POV
Raine didn’t answer my question. I watched as she scrambled with her phone for a few seconds. My brows lifted, my patience slipping, and just when I was about to speak, I caught my reflection in the mirror.
Damn, I looked pissed. No wonder she hadn’t said a word. I loosened my face a bit and tried to ease the tension in my jaw. Maybe if I didn’t look like I was ready to tear someone apart, she’d talk. But when my eyes drifted back to Raine, she was still glued to her phone.
I exhaled sharply, hoping it would capture her attention but it didn’t.
“Do you have a test or something ?” I finally asked.
If school was the reason she wanted to leave, I could in some donations to get her the day off. Hell, I’d pull strings if I had to.
She looked like she’d been hit by a damn truck
