Chapter 145 I Didn't Belong Here

• HELENA.
• As I raced down the hallway, heart pounding against my chest, I couldn’t shake the image of Aaron’s teasing grin from my mind. He was so…argh. Sure, he was hot as hell. Sure, I might be totally in love with him that I can't tell my right from my left. But I would never ever get used to his teasing.
• I smiled, though my cheeks burned from the earlier encounter. It wasn’t until I rounded the final corner that I realized my relief was short-lived.