Sireen’s POV

I return to school the next morning filled with a mix of emotions from everything that went down yesterday, so the minute Camilla and I are settled in our seats, I start to fill her in. She does more listening than speaking today which is a bit unusual, but it gives me the room to get all that has been on my mind off my chest, so I take it.

“I just wish you would have taken my call last night. It would have stopped me from doing something really stupid,” I say, keeping my eyes ahead as flashes of how I came undone with a freaking toothbrush...