Violet's POV I locked my door and stepped down from the porch, only to notice a car parked in the driveway. I frowned slightly. That was odd. None of my parents had visited in two years now. No one really came here. It was just me. As I got closer, the window rolled down.And just like that, my mood dropped.Damn it.It was Maven."Hop in," he said—more like a command, than a request.I gave him one long stare, shook my head and walked past his car.The engine sputtered to life, and soon the car rolled up beside me. "Get in, Violet," he said again. I swallowed and picked up my pace, refusing to spare him a glance.As I walked, he kept driving slowly beside me. People jogging nearby had already started staring. I didn't even care. I wasn't going to take a ride from him no matter what.He continued following me. I raised a hand and flagged down a taxi right in front of him. I got in and shut the door without looking back. This would annoy him, but I don't care.As the driver pulle
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