Abigail POV:
“Now Abby, be nice,” Giulia chides as she smacks my hand lightly. I death glare at Archer as he sits opposite from us. His usual cocky self has turned into a more humbled version, it’s giving me the creeps looking at him act normal around females. We sit in silence as I look him up and down when suddenly Archer pops up out of his seat and leans on the table between us. The action makes my heart jump in my throat, but I refuse to let him realize this and instead lean back in my seat to see what he means to do.
“Abby, I Archer Westley, hereby apologize for the previous insults I gave you and any trouble I have caused you. I should have never treated you so poorly.” He stares into my eyes to show his sincerity. I have to look up sharply since he is so tall, he is even a few in
