Alora’s POV
I got to school after dropping off Leo to see Lucien standing by the admin block with Phoebe… Phoebe, my best friend. She was laughing at something he said, her smile wide, and without a care in the world. She was so taken with him that she was grinning from ear to ear while he leaned casually on the pillar, dressed in dark jeans and a leather jacket, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips.
Lucien had crossed a line.
Not only was he trying to tear apart whatever fragile bond I had left with Morgan, he was dragging Phoebe into this mess too.
I strode towards them with purpose, anger boiling inside of me. As soon as I reached them, Phoebe turned to me with a huge smile on her face. “Lora, we’ve been waiting for you.”
I frowned, “Waiting for me”? I repeated in a flat voice.
