บท 66: Chapter 66

Why am I being such a coward?

No, compose yourself, Shelly.

I opened my eyes when I heard Blake snorting in disbelief, almost like he was laughing at me.

You have Max with you, Shelly.

Yeah, I have Max with me.

I raised my head to show him that I'm not afraid but he glanced sideways arrogantly before raising one eyebrow at me, as if questioning my guts.

Blake is an Asian guy with dark maroon hair sporting the classic thin white singlet, ripped faded blue jeans and his black leather jacket hanging off his shoulders. He portrayed the stereotypical image of a bad boy. Well, what was I expecting?

Max pulled back after some time but kept his left arm around the back of my waist. For once, I did not look down; instead I looked right back at Blake who had a fixed gaze on Max.