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Chapter 67

Kira

I really didn’t want to go this morning.

Not because I had anything to hide. I didn’t. I haven’t drank since the incident at the infirmary, but Goddess knows I didn’t want to talk about that. Fuck. Just thinking about last night makes my blood boil.

I had gone to fucking apologize. And I had no idea how that had happened. He had been… almost… almost sweet. He covered for me with Perrin when I was crying in the car. Had been a perfect gentleman. He had even wiped my tears… he’d been some combination of friend and… and…

And what? No. Nothing. It must have been all in my head. Maybe I was still hungover. Fuck. And then I showed up like some desperate, crazy psycho girl outside of the Archives in the middle of the night and seeking what… approval and forgiveness for something that I didn’t do? No. This was all insane. I should never have gone.

Besides, I walked in on whatever type of booty call he was conducting in the archives. Fuck. If Mark or Marge got wind that he was entert
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