Scott watched as Julissa walked toward him, his brows furrowing slightly. What exactly had that ex-boyfriend of hers said to her?
Her expression was all over the place.
First, she pursed her lips angrily, looking like she was ready to start a fight. Then, she sighed and shook her head, her face full of helplessness.
As she got closer, her gaze became unusually determined—like she had made up her mind that no matter what he had done, even if he were some heinous criminal, she would still stay by his side.
But now, standing in front of him, she suddenly blushed. Yet, the way she looked at him was full of caution—almost as if she were on guard against a predator.
Scott grabbed her hand and noticed how stiffly she had clenched her fingers into a tight fist.
He gently pried open her small
