XXIX
Livia's P.O.V.
The next few days have been kind of weird. And I say weird in the sense that Shawn hasn't even talked to me. Like, at all. In fact, he hasn't even showed up for school which is extremely f*****g odd because he hasn't missed a day and now all of a sudden he's missing three. It doesn't make sense.
Sick and tired of dealing with a sub I thank the weekend for being here. Oh, but it's not just any weekend. I find myself on the front porch of none other than Mr. Morgan's. I'm going to find out what the hell is going on with him.
I knock, once, wait, twice, wait. Maybe this was a bad idea."Livia?"
Holy hell he's shirtless. "Hey, Shawn." I smile shyly, too late to turn back now. "Can I come in?" Keeping my eyes completely on his face he nods opening the door for me to come
