Wren's POV
I tilted my head as I looked at the picture, my heart felt like it was going through a grinder. The other girls crowded around me to look at what I was looking at. There was an awkward silence.
“Well, there goes being marked.” I said dully, dropping the phone on the bed.
"There has to be a perfectly good explanation for this, don't jump to conclusions.” Jessica warned.
"He's kissing a girl! What other conclusion is there." I whispered, sure the picture wàs blurry but the features still stood out, the white hair and beautiful jaw.
“You’ll never know if you don't ask." Robin stroked my hair. I drew my knees into my chest and wrapped my arms around myself. I was mad at myself for allowing myself to get hurt.
“How do I ask? What do I ask?" Tears welled up in my eyes but I blin
