Cynthia Dion:
"Please, don't take any action for now," she whispered calmly. "I don't want you to get into trouble as well. You know how powerful and ruthless his friend is--," she stole a glance at me as she mentioned Atticus. "I know they're your mates, but they're not saints."
"I understand they can be rude and mean, but I don't believe Atticus would ever take his friend's side in a situation like this." I defended him because that's genuinely how I felt about him.
He hadn't mistreated anyone else except for me, and I wondered if it might be due to peer pressure.
“Seriously, did you not hear me?” her tone changed as she glared into my face, making me gulp awkwardly.
"You're defending him after what he did to you?" She had stopped crying, and instead, her tone was filled with anger
