Chapter 7 Chapter Seven

“After school,” he continues, his tone is flat. “You’re coming with me.”

I frown. “No, I’m not.”

He doesn’t react. Not even a little.“Mum will be mad,” he adds.

My irritation spikes. “I don’t care…”

“You’re coming,” he cuts in. His voice is final and sharp. Like the conversation is already over....

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