Ariel Beckham.
I thought he was just scary but I was wrong. He is deadly, instead. No one, not even Johnathan’s threat has caused me to pale, break out in sweat and have bloody nightmares. The thought of working in the same office makes me panic to the point where I have jitters.
Forgetting, I place a finger on my lips.
I can still feel his lips. Right after his callous words tore through me like lead, without mercy. I was about to hate him forever and ever. Yet, he claimed my lips in a kiss so gentle yet insistent, that I let my guards down. I dared to reach for him too. Were you not afraid, Ariel? Are you an i***t? Is it because I used to have the dumbest crush on him?
A crush that didn’t even last a whole month because he disappeared from everyone’s life.
The classroom door burs
