AMARA'S POV
“Stop.”
The voice came cold. Too cold.
I blinked through the sting of water and egg dripping down my hair, forcing my eyes to focus. And then…Daniel. Storming in like a wildfire with fists clenched, jaw set so tightly I could hear the grind of his teeth from where I knelt on the floor.
His eyes found me…red, furious, shaking and something inside me twisted painfully.
He was coming straight for me when three guys blocked his path, forming a wall.
“Oooh, the little hero is here!” one snickered, and the hallway burst into laughter.
“What’s wrong with him? The w***e cheated on him. He should be angry, why’s he defending her?”
The whispers stabbed the air like needles.
“Get out of my way!” Daniel snarled, voice cracking, but the boys only cackled harder.
“Oooh, what’s the
