Diara 

“You can go to your summit. But I’ll come with you,” 

“Why?!” I exclaimed, frustrated. I was trying to get away from him and needed some time alone. 

“Because I say so. Now, get out of my office.”

I mustered my coldest glare and directed it at him, but he didn’t even react. In fact, he watched me like a tiny puppy barking at him, as if finding it amusing. Fuming, I stood, stomped my feet, and screamed in his face before storming out and slamming the door behind me. Once I was out of sight, I clutched my chest, and my legs felt wobbly. I held onto the...