Chapter 15 My Savior

• ~Sienna~
• It had been two weeks since that awful confrontation with Lucas, and I’d managed to make myself scarce around him, avoiding him like the plague.
• Every day, I took different hallways, skipped meetings, and avoided any chance of running into him. I refused to be in the same space as him. But despite my best efforts to keep him out of my mind, thoughts of him kept creeping in, reminding me of the simmering anger and, much to my frustration, the faint ache of missing him.