Chapter 34

• The next few days passed in a blur of books and me working my ass for my father’s project. Archer hadn’t shown up at the project site again. I knew it was because of what my father did, but that didn’t make it any easier to bear.
• School started again, and I found myself hoping, wishing, that I might see him. I missed him so much. Ever since that incredible night of dancing and drinking in his world, we hadn’t crossed paths.
• He doesn’t even answer my texts and calls.