Chapter 32

Adrian's POV

It was already a day after what happened with Fay, and Daxon still wasn't talking to me. It wasn't like he was gone; I could feel him in my head, I could feel his presence with me, but his petty ass wouldn't speak to me.

Mom and Dad were not speaking to me either. I was an outcast in my own house, and I could not even blame anyone but myself.

I was awake early, and I listened for any movements from Lola's room. I discovered that she was awake, too. I wondered what she was thinking about that made her lose her sleep.

She seemed excited about something, and I almost went to her room to ask her what was happening with her. I wanted to know everything about her. I wanted to be the one she could easily open up to about everything, but I lost that opportunity. 

I remembered the scars I saw on her body and felt anger surge through me again. I wanted to know the history behind every scar and make the people who did that to her pay.