Chapter 27
Colt Pov
“I’m a coward, a damn coward,” I muttered, raking my hands through my hair in frustration. “Ugh!” I screamed, kicking my desk chair and sending pieces of it flying through the air. I had woken up from the damn sunlight in my eyes this morning, hating the way Emmett’s bed is faced in his room. I woke up before Emmett again, most likely because I was laying in the way so the sun couldn’t have gotten into his eyes. Did he like sleeping where the sun attacked him every morning?
I screamed again, picking up the pieces of chair and walking to the balcony, sliding the door open so hard it fell off the track and fell to the floor, hairline cracks racing through the glass. I kicked at the screen door until it bounced outside, falling over the edge of the balcony. Soon
