WILLOW
There’s a high chance of Cary hunting Tessa down for what she did to me. Telling him about the whole ordeal feels like too much of a hassle, so I ask Vincent to keep it between us.
He holds the car door open for me and he’s helping me with my back pack when I whisper the words to him.
“We don’t have to tell my dad about what happened at school today,” I rush to say the rest. “My dad isn’t normal. He doesn’t process stuff like regular people. If he finds out about the attack, he’s going to take drastic measures.”
“As he should.” Vincent doesn’t seem to find a problem with that. And that’s a problem in on itself. “That girl, Tessa. She knew about your accident and yet, she went ahead to bite you. She should be dealt with.”
“Look.” I sigh. “I know my dad asked you to be my shado
