Chapter20

#Chapter20

What happened to my wall? What happened to my intricate and indestructible defense mechanisms? I prepared for months. I looked in the mirror and trained my mind to not let boys like him trap me. One kiss. I crumble after one kiss? What kind of manipulative genius is Brandon? Apparently one far too strong for my armor. I can't stay here and wait for him to trick me again. I have to leave. Abandoning my stained shirt on the table in the back, I quickly flee the room and head straight for my bag behind the counter. Brandon is in the way, checking out the customer, so I slide past him and snatch it up.

/"Emma—/" He calls after me, not able to follow.