(Helena's POV)
I am walking through the halls of the Jacksonville High, head bowed and shoulders hunched, trying to ignore the stares of the people around me.
Somehow, I know that they already knew what happened to my cousin who tried to r**e me.
I passed Julian who is currently talking to a group of girls. We stared at each other for a moment but he looked away first, as if it pains him to even just look at me.
My heart clenched painfully, even Julian who has been a brat who doesn't care about anything but being a narcissistic jerk isn't talking to me.
"Helena."
I turned around and found myself face to face with Michael.
"I heard what happened... I'm sorry about your cousin. It may be a brutal killing, but somehow, he deserves it." He said and took my hand.
I swallowed hard. "T-th
