Teresa's POV
Tomas, after pulling me towards him, continued staring intensely at me, as if to make it clear he wasn't taking no for an answer. In other words, he wasn't asking me anything; he was ordering me what to do, and he wasn't going to accept a refusal.
He gripped my hand tightly, and I could feel his tension. He was genuinely upset with me, and I didn't dare contradict him. Tomas just gave me a look for a few seconds before turning to drag me along.
However, before he could do so, one of Daisy's friends stopped him by grabbing him by the shoulders. Tomas turned to look at him angrily, and when they made eye contact, Daisy's friend spoke up.
"Where do you think you're taking her?" Daisy's friend asked while looking at Tomas.
"I'm taking her with me. Do you have something to sa
