WREN'S POV
I DIDN'T know if I should be friends with Vhonn or not. I didn't even expect that friendship was what he would think of as a substitute of money as my payback of what he had done to my house. What he did was a big help, but it was too much. I couldn't believe it.
First, Brent wanted to befriend me. He wanted us to become friends. And then next was Vhonn who said the same thing. Friendship. Of all things, why friendship?
I breathed heavily as I fixed the bed in my room. I then went out with a blanket and pillow with me. He was still sitting on the couch and quickly smiled at me as soon as he saw me.
"Uhm, you can sleep on the bed. I will sleep on the couch," I told him.
"No, I will just sleep here. And you sleep in your room," he insisted.
But I couldn't do what he said. He
