Kieran's P.O.V.
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My jaw was on the floor as I watched Ottilyn walk out of the library. I was so shocked that I was rooted in my spot. I didn't know if I should run after her, or stay to yell at Pierce. I don't know Ottilyn enough to know if she needs comfort or space right now.
Considering that Pierce is right in front of me, dripping in apple juice, and I'm fu.cking furious about whatever it was he said to her... I decided to give Ottilyn her space. I'll see her in a few minutes at our next class anyway. I can comfort her then.
"Fu.ck," Pierce mumbled as he stood up to start shaking the juice off.
"What did you say to her?" I asked.
"Nothing, don't worry about it," he replied.
"Don't worry about it?" I asked incredulously. "Ottilyn
