Lara’s POV
“So, you get mad of me telling the truth?” Graham said, as he stopped.
“You looked down at my power.”
“You have power?”
I closed my eyes tightly, so I could control myself. “I mean, my ability to handle myself.”
He didn’t say a word. He just nodded as if he understood me. He always likes this, he thinks that he knows me better than I knew myself.
We are at the park right now, like how we planned to went here. My parents just went home, and told Graham to assist me until I got home. To be honest, that was not a good idea. I wanted to be independent.
As the wind blew, I hugged myself. Graham seemed to notice me, and looked at his suit.
“You wanted to be independent right? So, you should bring your jacket next time,” he said as if I needed his suit.
“I could handle mys
