Chapter 164
ARIELLE
"A lovely morning, isn't it? And oh! Wait—" He pursed, his four eyes falling on me, "someone is late." He frowned.
When did he get glasses?
"Sorry," I pursed my lips. "Rough night."
"Yeah, I can tell." He said, tone displeased while some students giggled.
I shook my head, stepping further in.
"Well since...