Chapter 97

• Arabella Rivera
• Three weeks have gone by and keeping Haiden's and I relationship was getting a little more difficult. Acting like we weren't on speaking terms to ward off any curious eye was like a punch to the gut. It hurt because all I wanted to do was run up to him and kiss him like my life depends on it.
• "Your hair's growing." Haiden playfully taps one of my short plaits with his pencil. I had to tie an elastic at the end just so it wouldn't unravel. Plaiting short hair was a huge pain in the ass.