-Liana-
I had no idea how long we had been stuck in the kitchen together. Time passed, and we just continued not to speak. I just stood leaning against the door, while Jonah sat by the table, just picking the dirt from his nails, because he was clearly bored. It was not like I found the whole situation amusing either. I didn’t want to get stuck with him! I wanted to be far, far away from him. He was the one who was nothing but trouble. Not me. I had never been in debt or almost had my hand cut off because of it, and I had certainly not been the reason for why someone wanted someone else for their body.
Damn thief, I said inside myself, as I crossed my arms, just trying to hold on to my anger, because I didn’t want to make up with Jonah, but the more time that passed, the harder it was t
