[William’s POV]
I stare down at Abbie as she looks up at me with an expression that screams confusion and even fear. What the hell was going on here, and why was she ignoring us when everything was fine the night before? Did something happen between then and now?
“Well?” I push when she doesn’t speak. “Are you going to tell us?”
“I...” she begins, shifting her gaze, making it clear that she didn’t necessarily want to tell us whatever it was.
“Look at me,” I growl, drawing her eyes back. “What happened? Whatever it is, I’m sure that Austin and me can help you deal with it.”
“Can you?” She asks quietly, her wall seeming to crumble little by little with each passing minute. “Or will what it is make you come to hate me?”
Frowning, I consider her words as a hiss of shock, and confusion es
