Enedina
We parted ways. Azazel was dropping me home in his Ferrari. Jayden took Suz in his BMW. We didn't talk much. There was this awkwardness between us that wasn't there earlier. Maybe because we haven't talked for weeks. I didn't even know what was going on with his life.
And whose fault is that? My conscience glared me.
"Azazel, I think we need to talk," I said trying to sound confident. He hit the breaks. I thought I got slammed in the guts as seat-belt dug deep into my stomach.
"Ouch," I cried.
"I'm sorry. I thought I saw something," he said nervously.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Yeah. You were saying something?" He asked.
"No. It's probably nothing," I lied.
"Don't do that. Ever. I know it when you lie," he said in a serious tone.
"Okay. Then pull over. We need to t
