Kylie
I quickly rushed to run after Bianca, and before she could even shut the door of the room she was currently staying in, I stuck my arms in between, not minding if I’d hurt myself.
Having no other option, she pulled the door open.
“Why? What’s that?” I asked, bitterly laughing as I stepped inside.
“I’m sorry, Kylie. I didn’t mean to.” Bianca rigorously shook her head, looking troubled.
“You saw us, didn’t you?” I glanced at her, only seeing a hint of concern on her face. “Bianca,” I called, hoping it would make her say anything, but it didn’t.
She remained shut, looking at the floor.
“You know that I can understand if you don’t want me for Jacob—”
“No! Of course not, Kylie,” Bianca immediately spat, cutting me off.
“Then why did you leave?”
She took a deep breath be
