9. What Is He?

Amelia’s POV

After hearing those horrid things that Zane said about me, I couldn't say a single more word. I returned back to the cafeteria on our seat as humiliation overwhelmed me.

My hands were shaking with rage as they turned cold and I was on the verge of crying, but then I saw from the corner of my eyes that Zane was returning to the table so out of contempt I took out the wolfsbane out of my bag, which I kept just in case someone tried to attack me and added in his cup of coffee.

I wiped my eyes so I didn't look like I was just about to cry my eyes off.

When he came back there was a charming smile on his face, which I returned and he looked a bit shocked by the flirtatious smile on my face.

Didn’t expect that, did you? Fucking arsehole.

“What was that about? It took you a long time to come back,” I commented as if I were clueless.

“It was just a friend, nothing you have to worry your pretty little head about,” he winked and I giggled in that cute, I have seen most girls do.

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