Darius’s pov
I came back late on purpose, but she was still awake.
I noticed that she hardly slept.
I hear her opening pages of a book in the middle of the night.
“Good night,” she said with her usual gentle smile.
“You must be over the moon because of the stunt you pulled today,” I said, and she turned to look at me.
“What stunt?” she asked, and I scoffed at this.
“When you pushed me and Ross,” I answered, and she just shrugged.
She humiliated me and yet acts like it’s not a big deal.
“You can push me if it will make you feel better,” she said, and her eyes landed on my hands.
“It would be better than hurting yourself.
There are other ways to release your anger other than hurting yourself or others,” she said, and then walked away.
I watched as she disappeared into her ro
