Chapter 4

After school, the sky had turned gray.

I walked out of the school gate, planning to cross the street for a drink.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared beside me and stepped right in front of me.

It was Samuel.

He looked a little messy, his eyes bloodshot.

"Katherine," he said, his voice rough, "we need to talk."

I stepped around him and kept walking.

He followed, reaching out to grab my arm.

I pulled away. "Don't touch me."

"Just five minutes," he said, blocking my path. "Can you give me five minutes to explain?"

People on the sidewalk were watching us.