Chapter 92 In My Room
- Calum doesn’t speak to me on the ride home. I can’t form a sentence so I sit still and quiet throughout the drive. He parks and his icy glare turns to me. I gulp. “In my room, Cathy. Now.”
- “No.”
- Darkness clouds his gaze and a blonde brow lifts. I haven’t seen this version of him. “I didn’t hear that,” he mutters in a tone cold as his expression. I shake my head and he smirks. “I thought as much.”