CHAPTER FORTY THREE
I glanced at Jade, trying to subdue the urge to laugh out loud. With her sunglasses on and looking so weary, she did not live up to the reputation of a cheerful girl. She had shrunk back to her seat, nursing her hangover while I drove us back to the campus.
“I just don’t understand why you had to drag us back to Maseno so early in the morning. It’s not even eight in the morning yet,” she whined.
“Because I already lost so much time whining over Malcom. So now I’m just going to prepare for my classes, hit the library later on and start reading,” I skipped the part where I might just give Malcom visit tomorrow after classes. It was almost crazy to think that I was following Zayn’s advice and confronting that jackass one more time. Maybe I needed that closure. I
