Sireen’s POV

An hour class feels like an eternity of torture in hell with Trevor being Lucifer.

I only dared look his way twice, and on both times, he was already looking at me with the same expression on his face.

Accusation.

It was so bold, and there was no mistaking it for something else.

My plan is that the minute Mr Abel finishes with us, I’m out of class because thankfully, this is the only class for the day that I have with Trevor. I don’t know the first thing to say to him when his look tells me all that I need to know. He finds me guilty....