Chapter 19 I Don't Do Charity

• SERAPHINA
• Everything froze for a moment as my eyes locked with Ronan's. Take responsibility? By offering me his uniform?
• “What a joke,” I muttered under my breath, jaw tight as I stormed off the field. My hands still tingled from the cold, but the heat rising inside me was pure irritation. Ronan’s arrogance burned hotter than the evening sun ever could. Tossing his uniform at me after knocking the uniform over the edge earlier. Acting like he owned the damn academy…