Clementine:
I didn't entertain her and told her that everyone was waiting for us, and we shouldn't delay.
Thankfully, we made it back to the hall before Ian could come out of his room again. Of course, I was going to see him in the hall, and that's exactly what happened.
When we were waiting for him, he arrived wearing a black shirt and black pants, looking rather cocky. My eyes immediately went to Oriana, noticing how she shyly shifted in her seat.
Ian gave her a cheesy smile before his eyes landed on me, pretending to be worried that I had caught them. I hated it–every second of it.
I had no idea how everything got this messy. I thought things were finally going well–that the Crusaders were on the same page, or at least our squadmates were.
But I should've known we couldn't trust Ian or Oriana.
When did I ever say she was my best friend?
Sure, I might've introduced her as a friend, but when did they think I'd let her walk all over me like that?
