Arielle
Tessa's eyes shifted toward Summer the moment she appeared at the doorway. I froze completely.
My fingers tightened slightly against the edge of the chair as my gaze locked onto Summer.
Not even a single thought formed in my head.
Summer didn’t say anything at first. She just walked in quietly, like she hadn’t just walked into tension thick enough to choke on.
Her presence alone shifted the atmosphere. After what happened at Tiffany’s place that evening, I became quite afraid of her.
Tessa and I followed her movements with our eyes as she walked past us…straight into her room.
Then–silence.
I exhaled.
“She doesn’t want me here,” I muttered, my voice low, but certain. “I can see it in her eyes.”
Tessa didn’t respond. That alone told me she was thinking the same th
