Chills ran through my spine while I stared at the black Aston Martin in horror. As to why I feel this way, I don’t know. But it seems like I could feel Porter’s dagger looks from here. It’s as if I could already imagine his intimidating eyes staring at me and I just want to run…run away from him and never come back.
“Are you okay?” Jasper asked me when he noticed I was already zoning out.
I immediately turned to him and smiled. “Yeah,” I said as I tried to call the crew so I could just get my cakes to-go.
Jasper looked so confused as he watched what I was doing. “Are you leaving already?”
I nodded and smiled weakly. “I need to be somewhere…” I told him as I started to fix my things.
He nodded at me but it seemed like he is still unconvinced. Not that I care what his opinion is righ
