Chapter 22: Old Memories

Shayla

Shayla had confusion smeared all over her face. She thought hearing Evan's voice had been a dream. Was the entire night a dream? Where was Gracie? Did she really knock Shayla out?

"What's going on? Why are you here? You promised."

"Yeah, I know I promised, but had I not shown up, you'd probably still be on the hallway floor," he said as he exited the shower. Steam rolled off of every protruding muscle in his body.

Shayla stared. Then quickly looked away. He was so distracting. This is the reason she didn't want him here in the first place. That and she was no damsel in distress either.

"Gracie--?" Shayla inquired.

"She's a bad apple. I had a bad feeling about her from the moment you told me about her. I think she played you and lied to you this entire time. We need to get to the bottom of this and fast," Evan said.

He finished drying off and dressed while Shayla got herself dressed as well.