Chapter 22

Seven’s POV

“I have to go.” Alia stood up.

That was strange. What does that mean?

We were having a serious conversation here, and she wanted to up and leave me like she didn’t practically force me out of my house.

Did I say something I wasn’t meant to say I could see the glaring looks from the brunette and nerdy guy.

I wasn’t supposed to ask questions if I was in the dark. What was this all about?

“Why? Did I say something?” I asked.

Looking at Alia like she must be mad. This was one of the strangest things that had happened to me since I got to this city.

Why was she so mad about what I had just asked her? It was simple. What had Shantelle done to her to make her this bitter about her?

I couldn’t place where I said something that was that bad that she would want to go. I wasn’t even done with my food.

“No, you didn’t say anything. It is just past my curfew. I need to go home,” Alia said, fumbling with her bag like s