Elara's POV
Jordan's anger was something that refused to settle in, it was hard for me to comprehend. I could not forget nor explain it. It was not just about Adrian, there was something deeper behind the way he looked at me, the way he lost complete control.
Mum stood by the door with the "I saw everything" type of expression, her arms crossed, lips curved into a frown and her eyes sharper than a blade.
Stepping into the house with my hands raised in mock surrender. "Okay okay, I know how this looks but i swear we were only just talking. About school stuff."
"Right." Brows raised at me, mum pointed out. "Detention is part of school now huh?"
The question stung causing me to blink. "How did you even...." Then it suddenly clicked. "Of course, Gabriel Cross."
"It is Mr Gabriel Cros
