#Chapter28

Trapped with Seven was becoming rather unpredictable, one minute he was declaring his dying love for me and the next, he was disappointed that I wasn’t keeping my gaze on the ground. He seemed to be a bit of a mess and he was projecting that mess onto me.

“Can we sit down and have an actual talk?”

I looked over to him as he just got off the phone, he seemed to be deep in thought and it looked as though the phone call was important but he composed himself, looking back at me, frustration lingering behind those awfully dark sclera’s before he walked over to me and...