[ c h a p t e r t h i r t y e i g h t ]
— the end
[ m a l i a ]
Vincent clenches his jaw, turning away. "Zane we need to talk to Malia, do you mind leaving?" Archer instead speaks, his voice firm like stones. Zane tiredly runs his hand through his raven hair, making his way past to leave the room.
I divert my attention to Dylan. His eyes were blood shot red, his face looked puzzled. What could have possibly happened to him? There's no other reason rather than him taking— no Dylan isn't the type to take drugs.
"What happened?" I stand up, my voice echoed. Archer throws his head back before letting out a dry chuckle.
Vincent finally turns around, his cold irises meeting mine. "What do you think happened? Your little brother is out here selling illegal drugs to people like Val," he sa
