ANNALISE’S POV I watched on in shock as the video continued to play. Of course! How had I not noticed? The whole episode just before I stepped into the cafeteria had only been a ruse to slip the watch into my bag.“You had your silly friends plant this watch in her bag just to get her to fall right into a trap you’d designed just for her. To what end, Miranda? Don’t you have better things to do than to plot mischief for other people?” Logan queried sharply, his voice heavy with judgement and authority.“You don’t understand,” Miranda argued. “I had to teach her a lesson!”“One I’m not so sorry you’re about to learn yourself —now,” Logan declared firmly.Miranda’s eyes squinted with skepticism, her feet moving a few steps backwards, away from Logan. “Wh-what do you mean, Logan?” she asked.Logan ignored her question and turned around to face me. Looking into his eyes again, I found myself swaying on my feet as though an invisible network of strings was tugging at different parts of my
ANNALISE’S POV“Logan?” I whispered in surprise.“What was that?” Derrick mocked behind me. “Is that Greek for ‘I am a stupid, thieving, whore?”His cohorts around him burst into laughter, followed by the army of supporters Miranda had amassed in the course of her crusade against my dignity.I remained still, breathless, transfixed—any other adjective worthy of describing the feeling of being rooted to a spot like an ancient Greek statue telling a suspense-filled story. He moved through the bodies like an incoming storm, his eyes dancing between their natural color and an ethereal golden color which he flashed at anyone who made the mistake of challenging him. Logan—the last person I expected to see. I wanted to imagine he’d come to watch the show as well, especially given the coldness I’d been getting from him. But the rapidly parting walls of bodies either jumping out of his way or falling down from his push, seemed to say otherwise. Why was he here?“This is what you get for cross
ANNALISE’S POV.“Go ahead and search or whatever already,” I maintained, an edge creeping slowly into my voice as I grew impatient.“Feisty now, huh?” Cindy fired with a mischievous smirk.I had nothing to hide. As far as I was concerned, Miranda was trying so hard to pull off the silliest prank of the semester. How desperate could a human being go just to get back at another for petty reasons? But something was quite off in the air. I could just catch the faintest whiff of it with every breath I drew in the cafeteria. Our crowd of spectators had doubled by this time, everyone of them whipping their phones out to capture the ‘epic moment’ where Annalise Leed got served with the biggest embarrassment of her life. I felt a tiny nudge in my subconscious, like a tiny mocking voice cajoling me for what was to come.I straightened my back, emboldened by my innocence. Even though I didn’t want to share the details of my whereabouts the entire day, I prepared myself mentally to speak if it b
ANNALISE’S POVI looked at him, my eyes seemingly held in place by invisible threads spinning out from his. Something about the swirling green ocean in his eyes kept me from speaking immediately—almost like I was under a spell. It didn’t help in the slightest bit that the warmth of his soft palms against my skin felt like ice masks on a particularly hot summer day. If he was casting a spell on me, it had to be flowing through his hands.Then, almost immediately—like a switch being flicked, I snapped out of my trance, squeezed my eyes shut for a heartbeat or two before snapping them open and gently but firmly pushed against his chest to create some distance between us.“No,” I finally managed to answer, my voice firm, too firm. I paused afterward to quiz myself. Did I really mean the word I’d just voiced out so easily.I saw the mild uncertainty in his eyes, fleeting and almost non-existent, like a forbidden expression unfit for a creature of his cadre.His hands were still holding my
(ANNALISE'S POV) The cab pulled up in front of the hospital's gate and I paid and alighted, briskly making my way into the premises. As I made the familiar rounds and turns to my mother's hospital ward, I tried not to think about Landon and Lucas and the incident earlier. I couldn't believe they could disrespect me in such a manner. Tossing me aside like I meant nothing. Heavens know I'm never letting them anywhere close to me again. Men like them who had no control of their temper, and wouldn't hesitate to fight each other regardless of where they were, and the people around them, were not safe to be with. And I, Annalise, would not subject myself to such disrespect and danger again. So help me, God. Thoughts of them were out of my head the instant I walked into my mother's room and found her lying in the same state as the last time, unconscious. I walked to the bed, my heart already swelling with emotion. I took a seat beside her, taking her unconscious hand in mine. For a mom
(LUCAS'S POV)As we drove to the hospital, I couldn't help but steal intermittent glances at Annalise. She was fucking cute, in an innocent way, and the fact that she was oblivious to that, made it even more attractive. My eyes trailed down her face, and lingered a little on her lips. The upper part always reminds me of a cupid’s bow. All this while, she kept her eyes fixed outside the car's window, or was pretending to, so she wouldn't make eye contact with me. Sighing, I tore my gaze from her face, before I did something crazy. That was how much power she was beginning to wield over me.But just as I returned my eyes to the road, a car coming from my right suddenly made a wild swerve and stopped in front of me, blocking my path. I quickly stepped on the brakes pedal to avoid a collision, swearing under my breath as I brought the car to a halt just inches away from the other car.I wanted to rush out and confront the reckless bastard behind those wheels when my eyes took in the car