WILLIAM
“William…”
The way she cried my name did something to my chest, a weird feeling I couldn’t explain.
I turned fully to her, my hands already reaching out. “Hey. What’s wrong with you?” My voice came out lower than I intended as I helped her steady herself.
I had just changed back into my outfit, planning to hang out with the boys, but not without annoying her, only to meet her this way.
She opened her mouth like she wanted to speak, then stopped and swallowed hard. Her throat worked like the words were choking her.
“Nothing is wrong with me,” she said finally. “I just—”
Her voice cracked.
I lifted my hand without thinking and she smacked it away.
“Don’t touch me.”
The words stung more than I expected, crazily those eyes told different things like she wanted to confide in m
