ASTRID'S POV
I turned my head in the direction of the voice, and I met a very familiar face. I had seen him somewhere. He looked really familiar.
He walked closer to us, and he placed his hands out for a handshake. Zane gave it a dirty glare before he returned his eyes to his.
The embarrassment crept into his face, and he placed his hands behind his back. "Very well," he said out loud before he moved behind.
"Mrs Ferguson, we have met, haven't we?" he said, and I got a flashback. I knew who he was.
The blonde hair, blue eyes and a whiff of lavender, and hints of biscuits. "I wouldn't say we are acquaintances. You are simply a betrayer that managed to get Scott free. That's who you are," I spat with hate in my eyes.
"I have redeemed myself as you can see? I apologize to y
