Bethel's POV
"Bethel. Talk to me." His voice had dropped, all traces of teasing gone, replaced by something low and steady that somehow made it harder to hold myself together, not easier.
"It's nothing," I said, swiping at my face, furious at how useless the words sounded even to me.
"It's clearly not nothing."
"I said it's nothing, Allari." I turned toward the window, putting as much distance between us as the small space would allow, staring hard at the blur of buildings passing by so I wouldn't have to look at him.
"You ran out of your own school and threw yourself into a random cab crying," he said. "That's not nothing. That's something happening to you that you don't want me to see."
"Maybe I don't want you to see it because it's not your business."
"Everything that makes you c
