Isaiah’s POV
I entered the classroom for History of Supernaturals and glanced around the area. I know I should have let Angelica apologize this morning, but I had been tossing and turning all night and I had just gone back to pack some clothes. “You went back to see her, don’t lie to yourself” Archie chimed in my mind as I let out a grunt of displeasure. “And when nobody was there, you were angry as per normal.”
Ignoring the half-wit in my mind… “Half-wit my ass. I need to talk with Angel and tell her I’ll be fine. I just needed some time to myself” Archie tries to mimic my voice as I grunted at him again.
“Where is she, anyway?” I murmured, glancing around the room and spotting Reece in the corner, looking in my direction, pissed as f**k.
“Where’s…” “Don’t” he snarled, glancing at the
