Chapter 16: Self-Pity

Gwy's POV

We were silent the whole time when we returned to the Packhouse. I tried my best not to look at him or show interest at that point.

I'm still seething in anger for how much Devon made me look stupid. I also blocked Grace for the meantime. I can't help but take grudge on her. How could she leave me there when I was asking her to help me?

I was eager to move away from Devon's excessive teasing. But I failed miserably. I hated myself for that.

When we finally arrived, I was about to get out of thr car but the door won't push open. I tried several times but to no avail. That's when I turned to him.

Devon was looking out the window, silent and unmoving. He locked the car on purpose. He was waiting for a right moment, I could guess. That sight only gave me more annoyance than whatnot.

I sighed in defeat and was the first one to open my mouth to speak. "Open the door. I'll wash up and rest..."

"Not yet, priestess."

"Stop calling me priestess. You've already ruined me anyway. Now, p