LYANNA'S POV.
"You're going to regret this, Lyanno. Mark my words."
I spoke as I glared at the boy behind me. Hold on, let me rephrase that—I meant the TRAITOR!
You would never believe what he's done! All through the rest of yesterday, I did everything I could to avoid both him and his brother because, let's face it, I couldn't bring myself to look them in the eye after the whole picture thing. The memories those pictures dug up for all three of us were completely horrible. They were so bad they had me almost contemplating suicide just from the shame and embarrassment of it. So I hid out as long as I could, and later that night when I heard Xander's footsteps approaching the bedroom, I quickly climbed into bed and pretended to be out cold. I just wish he hadn't gone and placed those kis
