Chapter 115:
Grace
Damon didn’t talk to me again after I told him to go last night. One of his helpers helped me dress up and we both came to school in. . . different cars. My foot is better and I can walk on my own, from the looks of his I don’t think he was going to help me anyway.
I don’t want to think about what Fredrick told me. I just want to concentrate on the topic I’m here for and that is Isabella, I need to talk to her. I want to know why she did all this.
Out of nowhere, Tyson stood in front of me with my bag in his hand. “You forgot this here yesterday.” He said and I grabbed the bag from him.
“Thanks,” I told him.
“What happened to your foot?” He asked and my brows furrowed. I insisted on removing the dressing this morning, how did he figure out?
“Nothing, it’s fine,” I
