CHAPTER EIGHT.

CHRISTABEL'S POV.

School without Amara today was really boring. I didn’t even think that I’d miss her so much. Her mum just had to punish her for almost kissing a guy.

He almost kissed her not the other way round.

Nawa. What is the difference? They almost kissed each other jare.

I was already so pissed because I have been sitting here for almost two hours, waiting for my driver. He was meant to be here since.

I sighed in annoyance for the umpteenth time. I’m going to have to speak to my Dad about this. It’s really annoying sitting her like a lost puppy.

“Why are you still here? Is everything alright?

I could recognise that voice anywhere and anytime. I am not even exaggerating.

I had been trying to avoid the owner of the voice since the mini hangout. Just when I thought I had successfully achieved that, he shows up from nowhere.

It wasn’t easy. It took every willpower in me to not respond to his texts and phone calls.

Heck! He even turned up at my house last week. He said we should