Flora’s P.O.V
One week had passed since Riley’s visit to my house, one whole week since I’d been alone with Clay.
I’d tried my very best to avoid him as much as I could. I never stayed back in class, especially the ones that I had with him and I was usually the first one out of the classroom. I even made sure that I was never alone. Despite my shy personality, I’d tried to make new friends and stay surrounded by people so Clay couldn’t reach me in any possible way.
During assignments, I had often found notes written in Clay’s pretty handwriting slipped into my notebooks but I just kept on dumping them into a box at the bottom of my closet because I just didn’t have it in me to just throw them away.
At night, I kept all my doors and windows tightly shut and the curtains drawn so Clay c
