Velvet’s POV

I finally managed to escape Melissa and Ivy's chattering when we got to school, I headed for my class and they headed for theirs.

I sat at my usual desk, pen in hand, notebook open, the date written neatly on the top corner of the page.

And that was all I had written.

My mind refused to stay still long enough to form a coherent thought. Each time I blinked, flashes of Zavian and Salina's body together, him under her fucking her with the same passion he fucked me with.

So much for not wanting her, everything I had seen had shown me something different from what he...