Chapter 65

• I was watching Donovan arguing with a woman in front of the school. I'd never seen her before, but from her clothing, she seemed older, in her mid-twenties. It wouldn't be worrisome if she didn't look so angry and if he wasn't trying to get her to leave. They were having a dispute, and I could safely say Donovan didn't want to be seen with her, I guessed as much because when he turned and his eyes met mine, he grimaced, making his anger clear. She also looked at me. And damn it, why were they looking at me like that?
• Her light brown hair reached her waist, her slender figure intimidated me, she was almost as tall as Donovan, which says a lot. Her entire outfit was formal, as if after this, she was going to an important business meeting. Very beautiful woman... So much so that I got nervous remembering that my hair was a mess, I was five foot two, dressed in my usual clothes, and compared to her, I had very bad taste in clothing.
• Ignoring that, I remembered where I was and how my presence was unsettling Donovan even more, but I was compelled to look at him, I couldn't help but be curious. So, I did my best to turn around and leave, heading straight to Cris.