Chapter 409

• Arabella Rivera
• "Why?" She asked once we were inside her car, a pout set on her lips from the moment the words slipped out of my mouth.
• She starts the car and eases out into the main road. I turn to her while fixing my bag on my lap. "Have you seen the guy Gwen? He's a recipe for disaster." I turn away and looked outside. My eyes caught sight of a brown oak leaf keeling down. The color reminded me of a certain brown-eyed boy.