Chapter 53
Blake’s POVI’m holding on to a glass of vodka when Carla walks into the room. Her hands in front of her as always. She looks confident as ever, with that never-fading smile on her face. I keep my focus on my drink and avoid eye contact. I can feel her sharp glare so I speak.
“What?” I ask calmly.
“Something is wrong, isn’t it?” she questions and my jaw tightens as I close my eyes and grip the glass with all my strength.
I’ve been in this room since I woke up and it’s almost five in the evening. I didn’t attend class today, I bet Kyrah did. I poured myself some vodka hours ago but I couldn’t find the guts to drink it. I’ve just been staring at it the whole time. Thoughts of Kyrah have been coming in and out of my mind and I didn’t even realize how one can lose track of time w
