HANNAH'S POV
I had a feeling that this would happen. Too bad it's the gorgeous jerk that has caught us and not anyone else we could talk to.
My whole body quivers as his gaze lands on me. Instead of casting me a glare as he has always done, a smirk curves on his lips.
"Hello Hannah!" He says looking straight at my face.
Should I reply at all? What should I say? I am illegally in his room, so close to his sick mother.
I look at Kyla and see that her hands are also trembling. But Wesley looks more amused than scared. He knows he is safe because the Prince is his best friend.
"I didn't think I would see your lovely face again." He smiles deviously and takes a step forward.
I take one backwards.
"You mind telling me why you're in my room?" He asks, still smiling.
I see Kyla's face s
