Chloe’s POV
In the past few days I hadn't screened Kyle’s calls even once, in fact, I found myself being eager to receive them. Same thing went for his texts, no matter when they popped up I was surprisingly eager to respond.
Oddly, I even returned his glances in class every now and then. And on some occasions, it made my skin heat up—mostly from the intrigue of being under his gaze so often.
It was weird at first because I’d clung to my hatred for him as well as the self-hate being intimate with home stirred up within me, but that was suddenly of no importance to me, especially after how thoughtful and kind he’d been towards me of late.
We’d not spoken at length in school for days, but as I walked out of the class to head to cafeteria, I heard someone coming up behind me and I eas
