Chapter 18 My Favourite Person

Sky's P.O.V.

I watch from a distance as Zoe and Liam talk in the cafeteria. Every time I see them together, I feel such rage within me I think my mind will explode.

Zoe is mine. Liam, you shouldn't have come between us.

Zoe's concerned expression and his serious demeanour confirm my suspicions: Liam has told her about the call.

I feel a pang of guilt, but I quickly shove it aside. I need to do this. Zoe belongs to me, and I won't let anyone dare touch her. My desire for her burns too brightly to allow anyone else to come near.

Zoe gets up to leave, and my heart aches as I see the worry etched on her face. It hurts more because she is worried because of me. But I know very well how to comfort my Trouble.

"Hey, Trouble," I call out, approaching her as she walks away from the cafeteria.

She stares at me, worried. "Hey." She glances at my bandaged forehead. "How is it?"

How can I stop my heart from beating for this woman? She's just learned something serious, yet she's still concerned abo