#Chapter144

“That night at the club, that was the first time he showed up when Paul sent a group message to everyone. We never expected for him to come,” Patrick says who sounds serious. He’s always hilarious, but this time his face looks so worried.

“What is really happening to him? Why he suddenly stops talking to me? Stop talking to everyone, shutting everyone’s out? I know, guys, you somehow have an idea. Why won’t you guys tell me? Maybe I can help?” I stand up, prop my hands on my hips, and glare at them.

They look shocked at my outburst.

I swallow the lump blocking at my throat...