Chapter 126
Angelica
I lost a part of my calm in the reflection of Andrew's gaze, he didn't stare at me like he wanted to part ways as friends.
He stared at me like I'd stolen something from him.
And he wanted it back.
I shivered again.
Too many memories surfaced, too many things I'd dealt with and locked away, because dealing with them once was painful enough. Reliving the past wasn't exactly a hobby of mine, nor would it be to anyone who dealt with what I'd dealt with.
Hours after the group sat on the beach, surrounding me, flanking every side like my own private security detail, even going as far as to threaten death to anyone who looked our way - I was finally ready to shoot another scene.
With Will.
The rest of his bandmates had arrived.
They didn't have to be on set.
But they were.
And it was suddenly too much, the curious stares, the sickness in the pit of my stomach that they were filled with judgment rather than grace.