Chapter 187

Frost pov

The lights blinded me and I lifted my hand up to shield my eyes from their cruelty but then stumble back when the crowd started to applause and whistle. My stomach churn.

Every instinct in my body urged me to run, to hide but one glance at Anya and I swallowed. Gwen was beside her with her phone up and both of them were smirking.

Were they taking out photos of me? Or a video?

I tear myse