Elara
"How is your schedule today?" he suddenly asks.
"Normal," I answer.
"Elara," his tone is a warning. I narrow my eyes on him before surrendering.
"I have class up to 12, and I'm meeting my friends later," I answer. I didn't want to tell him.
"Didn't you see your friends last night?" he asks. Zuriel looks genuinely confused as to why I'm meeting my friends.
"I can see them today, too. You wouldn't understand, as you have no friends," I say dismissively.
"Bruce is my friend," he shrugs. Oh, so now they are friends after denying him for so long?
"Good for you," I sigh. "I'm leaving now,"
"I'm taking you to the university today," he says, his tone imperious- the audacity of this man.
"I have a driver. He will do his job. I'm sure you are late for im
