SHIELA'S POV
"Grey, can we talk?"
Chase looked at me. He probably didn't expect me to follow him out of the restaurant. He had told his parents that he still had some things to take care of, and since our parents had already come to an agreement, they gave me their blessing to follow him.
"Could you please stop calling me Grey?" he said, emotionless.
He didn't stop walking, so I just kept following him. I wasn't going to waste this chance. It's better to start softening his heart now.
"Why? I thought we were friends before," I said softly.
"Friends? You were just a schoolmate to me," he said bluntly.
I was slightly hurt. He really hadn't changed at all. The way he pushed me away before was exactly how he is treating me right now. But I wasn't going to give up.
"Chase, what can I do
