Chapter 22: The Boy Next Door
Today, she could barely teach the kids art because her mind wouldn't let go of what Jeffrey did to her.
Her small hand rose to touch her face as she stared at her reflection in the mirror above the sink in the bathroom.
Her face was still flushed because her mind kept dwelling on what Jeffrey did.
She didn't want to see him again...
She didn't even want to meet those sly brown eyes.
He was probably laughing at her foolishness right now somewhere.
Tears started flowing again, and she wiped them away, promising herself she wouldn't let such an embarrassing incident happen again.
She let out a heavy sigh before leaving the bathroom, only to be startled to find Jeffrey standing there with his arms crossed, waiting.
“Jeffrey!”
“You were in the bathroom fo
