Chapter 22

Brina’s p.o.v

I counted sheep’s in my head, that was the only way to have kept me sane.

“Brina?” he knocked again I did breathe in and out again waiting before I answered him.

I walked to the door, swinging it open, throwing on the most bored look I could muster.

“what do you want.” I gave myself an imaginary high five as I sounded unbothered.

“Can we talk? I feel like we should-“ he didn’t ge