#Chapter70

She chews her lip, her hand starts shaking, and then does what I knew she would. She stands up, unable to refuse the call of the boy who has her in his death grip and walks off toward the dark part of the yard. She answers it out of earshot. So whipped to him, and he has no clue how much he influences her.

I grab my lonely cell on the pool bed as soon as she is out of sight and swipe it open to retrieve Dane's last message. Steeling myself for the anger I know it's about to evoke.

“You’re not serious? There’s no way you are...