CHAPTER 36

I know almost everyone hated me but Bratt definitely hated me more. And the fact that Layla was willing to even consider being friend with him got me angry even more. I was driving on our way home with Ashley playing with her phone, which was something she did a lot lately. It’s not like when she used to worry about me all the time, even though I knew she was giving me more space and that she was safer that way. I still missed those times I used to tell her all my worries, it used to help with...