Lyell pov
I frowned down at my phone as I got out of my mom’s car, rereading the text from Adaline. First off it didn’t sound like something she’d say or how she’d word it at all but I knew better than to go over her house when there’s a text that specifically says not to. Especially if her mom or stepdad took her phone and texted it because if I went against what was written it could lead to more trouble for her. I was worried about her but it said she’ll be at school in a few days so I’ll ask her about it then.
I threw my phone in my pocket and ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. Not for the first time I wished I was straight so I could marry that poor girl and take her away from those awful people. Maybe I should just marry her when I turn eighteen and just bring lo
