Thirty

She furiously threw another stone into the water, the urge to scream out loud was still fighting to spew out of her. She curled her hands into a fist as she walked back and forth.

Why was she angry?

It was obviously because of Blake. Who else would she literally be upset about? Not Kendrix, that’s for sure. He was her least problems now. He wasn’t even a problem at the beginning. And the last time she saw him was when she ran into him at the gates while he was waiting for her father. It was as if telling her the truth about him made him want to ghost her now that she always wanted to run into him.

Maybe this was one of the things she could consider Kendrix a problem—she wanted to see him, if not every day but eight times a week. If that’s even possible.

She kicked a rock and it went right into the water.

“Quit throwing things in there, you’re making the clear water not so clear anymore.”

Aurora rolled her eyes before she even turned to see the owner of the voice. “Why are you her