Alisa
After breakfast on Sunday, Drey went off to talk to his mother, while Drew was left to babysit me again—literally. I was thankful for him though, the last thing I needed was to wander off again and meet Katerina or Stella without any backup.
My mind went back to the way she looked at me in the hallway. The coldness and hate, pouring from her eyes, as her arms held Drey firmly. Now that I was thinking with a clear mind, I realized that Drey was right, she was the one kissing him, not the other way. A major relief. To say that it felt good to know that I was the one Drey wanted, would be an understatement.
Coming here, I never intended to make Stela an enemy. I thought she would accept the situation and move on as a mature human would. But she proved to be a major b***h even befor
