Stella
It's super awkward climbing out of Evan's car outside Ashley's mansion. We hadn't spoken a single word during the entire ride. Yet my heart is thudding and performing somersaults.
Why does Evan has to be so intense?
I'm feeling ready to collapse. But I have to keep myself standing while picking up my bag and a few books from the seat. Evan watches me in silence, and right now, his eyes are purely blue, not a hint of that aggressive red. He looks at me, and I find myself wondering why.
I look back at him, and he breaks the silence.
"You..." Evan hesitates and stares at the wheel. "Take care, okay?"
Take care? Evan the cold-hearted vampire prince is actually talking to me? I blink before my lips curl into a shy smile. I guess this is Evan's attempt at trying to be friendly.
