Ally’s POV
I looked at Dominic who was standing in front of me with a smug smile. A smile that I badly wanted to wipe off of his face.
“I know everything,” he smirked.
“How?” I asked.
“Does it matter?” he asked.
“How?!” I asked again through gritted teeth.
What I already knew was confirmed by one simple word.
“Me,” Bryan said as he slowly came out from behind Dominic.
“Bryan…” I whispered.
“I’m sorry Ally,” he said.
The look I got from him was a mix between being apologetic, unsure, and yet very certain in his choice.
“Just in time Bryan,” Dominic smirked. “Keep an eye on this one while I am away,” he said with a stern voice.
Bryan nodded and stood there in front of me, looking right at me. Or more like looking right through me.
“Why?” I asked in a small voice.
“I
