SERAPHINA
“You can’t forever ignore him, you know. Not when he’s going to resume attending classes here.”
“What? H-how?” My voice cracked, disbelief choking the words. That couldn’t be possible.
And I must have said those words aloud as Oliver leaned in, his voice half amused and half taunting as he said, “You’re forgetting who he is, little lamb.”
He was right. Dante Morelli could do anything he wanted. And it once again reminded me how stuck I was between the three of them. Just like the whole town now I was also under their control.
My stomach churned violently at the thought of Dante walking the same halls, sitting in the same rooms. Breathing the same air. He was going to torture me here too, just when I thought that I could get some reprieve from them while attending classe
