ACIR HILLS
My thoughts and feelings were conflicted.
If it weren’t for Zaijian, I’m aware that Wesley could’ve done something worse than what he already did to me at Ryan’s party. Good thing that it didn’t turn into a physical fight between the two, or else I wouldn’t know what to do.
By the way Zaijian was peering at both of us—but mostly me. I could tell that he was unhappy by the sight of me being alone with Wesley in the auditorium. There was a scowl on his face, but was soon replaced with concern.
We managed to slip past the throng of students that had gathered outside. Zaijian was guiding me as my heart beat rapidly inside my ribcage. When we passed the Faculty and Guidance Counselor’s room, my brows furrowed.
He didn’t say a word, and he didn’t have any plans on stopping, which
