Charlotte’s POV
My face went aflame.
Kieran, seemingly satisfied by his successful jab, grabbed his clothes out of his dresser and turned to me, looking at me expectantly as if waiting for me to get out. With what little dignity I had left, I opened the door and walked out, shutting it firmly behind me.
I stood in the hallway for a moment, breathing to calm my frayed nerves. “Jerk,” I muttered under my breath, then made my way down the hall to my own room. I’d just reached the door when I was accosted.
“Well, well. Someone looks like she woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”
The sound of Sophia’s voice instantly grated on me. I stopped, turning, to see her approaching from down the hall. She was dressed impeccably today, as always, sporting one of those overly expensiv
