Weston's pov
After sulking for a minute, I realized Remy hadn't come to check up on me. That meant he was still very upset. I grabbed my phone, not sure what I wanted to do. I should have just apologized. Instead I called Penelope and we had a discussion. But the end of it left me a bit shaken. She had said something that stuck with me. It made me twitch.
It made me feel like I was right to suspect her. But thinking about it on my own is driving me nuts.
I urged my body to leave the chair after another hour passes. I did this to make sure than the skype call was completed. Then I made my way over to Remy's bedroom. Knocking softly on the door.
"What do you want, Weston?"
I was about to say my apologies, and everything I've said before when my timid behavior has annoyed, frustrated
