Blair’s POV
I just stared at Harry with eyes wide open. I know he’s complimenting Blake, but why does it sounded different? Or, am I just hearing things not right?
Blake’s lips slit open, and flashes his perfect white pearls at Harry. Though the smile didn’t reach his eyes. But the way he’s looking at him makes my inside churned with crazy anticipation. Blair, you really need to stop assuming things. You know it’s not gonna happen.
“Of course, I am glad that she is my best friend.” Blake said. The smile was still on his lips, “I wouldn’t trade her for the world.”
But not for Ysabelle Ford.
The thought of it makes me sick. The memories I had of watching Blake crawling and begging Yssy to take him makes me want to slap her. But, how can I even do that? What right do I hav
