Chapter 95
- JUDY’S POV
- The next day, after school, I met Chris outside the small café we often frequented. He was waiting for me by the door, leaning casually against the frame, his hands tucked into his jacket pockets.
- His expression brightened when he saw me approaching, but as I got closer, his smile wavered. He must have noticed the tension in my steps or the way I clutched my bag tightly.