Chiara's POV
The next few days at school pass unbelievably slowly. Without even Lynn to talk to time seems to tick by in half speed and I feel like a ghost wandering among the living.
I try to think on the bright side when I realize I’ve gone almost a week without anyone calling me a freak or a wolfless loser, but it’s hard to stay positive when you’re cripplingly lonely.
My only solace is Felix, and I only dare to text him at night in case Vedant sees me and tries to take my phone away. If I lose Felix than I will have nothing left. I can’t let that happen.
I’m laying in bed, doing my best not to dwell on everything that happened at Alice’s party when a message from Felix pops up on my screen. I open the text and smile when I see it’s a picture of my favorite flowers, white roses.
