Ximena's POV
"What are you talking about?" Philip inquired, looking puzzled.
"Why were you looking for me, and why did you follow me here?" I replied.
"We thought you had left without informing anybody," Julian said.
"And if I had left? Why does the thought of that bother you so much?" I asked. They glanced at each other until Alexander spoke up.
"It doesn't bother us," he said. Julian and Philip both looked at him.
"Glad to know then. Where are my car keys? Has my car been fixed?" I inquired.
"It has, and it's right outside. Are you sure you're okay? You look pale, and you sound distant. I thought we moved past that," Julian replied.
"Why? Did you think we were friends?" I asked.
"Yes, I mean, I don't know, but I thought we were already past this phase. Why are you acting cold?"
