Chapter 37: Our moms are dead.

Writer's pov's

You are Dillion? she asked in shock and he nodded his head making her scratch the back of her neck.

"So you are the one Mialon asked me to meet, such a horrible coincidence," she said and Dillion understood what she was talking about, he knew she is still mad about the fact that he had spilled tomato sauce on her body in the cafeteria.

He tried to apologize at different times, but she always shuns him with either a glare it something else.

"Am sorry," he said and as you could imagine, it was soothing and sweet in the ears of...