Rosa's POV.

I glared at Zack master as I was pulled out of the car that he had driven in roughly immediately after we got in. I had refused to have him hold my arms but that was impossible because he had forced himself to do so. " How could you?" I questioned angrily while attempting to pull my hand away from his still.

I couldn't get over this hanging silence that had continued while we were in the car, with his gun pressed to my head, and to make matters worse, he had a grin on his face, one that showed that he didn't care about anyone or what...