I tried not to squirm too much. It's always worse if I accidentally excite them more.
"Just thought you might be wondering how Blythe is doing," Daniel said to his phone, his eyes on me.
"I told you that I didn't give a f***k," Evander's hard tone came through.
My heart plummeted. Despite what just happened a few days ago, I still had hope. Just a small piece of hope. Maybe it's just Evander who hates me that much.
"Well, what about the others?" Daniel asked, as if he could read my mind. "Your brothers or whatever."
"I told you already, none of us give a f***k," Evander snapped. "Kick her out, keep her, do whatever you want with her! I don't fu.cking care. None of us do. She can stay with you forever for all we fu.cking care."
Tears streamed down my face. Daniel smiled cruelly at me.
