GABRIELLA
The air outside does nothing to cool the heat and embarrassment crawling up my neck.
I can feel him behind me as I storm toward the car. As usual, his annoying presence is like a shadow I can't outrun no matter how fast I move. My shoes click against the pavement in sharp, angry bursts. I don't look back. I refuse to, because I know if I do, I’ll lose my temper completely.
When I get to the car door, my hand finds the handle, but something makes me hesitate. Maybe it’s my pride. It’s been barely three hours since my escape attempt, and he still managed to find me. Getting into this car feels like I’m just giving up. Like I’m helpless.
But Leon immediately appears beside me, leans in close enough that I catch a whiff of his cologne, and lets out a sharp hiss. "Get in."
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