SAM
“What the fvck is he doing here?” asked Clark as he clenched his hands into fists.
No one needed to explain what he meant. It was Jackson standing in front of the classroom. He looked a lot like me but his face structure was a lot different from mine. He was built for the girls and boys to run after him while I was built to be cursed at. No wonder Emery would never be able to fall in love with me, I was nothing compared to the man in front of me.
“Who is he babe?” asked Silas.
“That’s Jackson, Emery's ex. Why is he here and what’s he planning to do now?” I heard Clark say to Silas. For a moment I was listening to their conversation but the next moment I was lost.
Why was he really here? Did he come back to take Emery from me? If he
