Chapter 230
- Bailey's pov
- The point snaps for the fifth time on the paper. Mira lifts her gaze off the book and look over at me with furrowed brows, her eyes dropping on the pencil I held in my hand. The now point-less pencil.
- Her brows furrowed and she stood up, taking the pencil out of my hold. " Girl this is like the sixth time you've broken the point," she pointed out as she sharpened it once more again.