Julien pov
I led the way to the rock out back, climbing up it and sitting on it. I could feel Axel slowly trudging along behind me and I frowned, my short light brown hair moving against my forehead in the soft breeze in annoyance; ticking me. It was getting longer, and I knew one of these days I was going to get it cut. I heard the cars pull out of the driveway, Alice and Ulric beeping at each other as they drive off in different directions. I was still amazed by how fun and amazing spending lunch with them was. Honestly, I knew I should have come over here sooner to force Axel to spend time with me, but I was afraid to invade their space. In a way, I was jealous of Axel, because he didn’t have to live under the suffocation of a distorted father and his unhealthy relationship with my ste
