Charis
I followed the boys out of our dorm room and into the hallway. They moved quickly, like they had a clear plan, but with each step I took, something inside me grew stronger. It wasn't fear anymore. It was anger.
Suddenly, I stopped walking.
The boys kept going for a few steps before they realised I wasn't behind them anymore. It was when they reached the corner and turned around that they realised I wasn't with them. All three of them turned around, looking at me with worried faces.
"Charis," Kael said, frowning. "What are you doing?"
Slater rushed back to my side, his eyes scanning my face. "Charis, what's wrong? Why did you stop? Are you hurt?"
I shook my head and scoffed. "Why on earth am I running?" I said, more to myself than to them. "I did nothing wrong."
Slater blew out an exasperated sigh, staring at me as if I'd developed a second head. "What?"
