THE GUY WHO KILLED MY BOYFRIEND
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
Dayne Jamila's POV
When I almost completed all the goods that I need to purchase, I decided to fall in line. A very long line.
Alright, I will just inform Chelsea that I am almost done and currently I am on the counter so I sent her a message. In just a snap, she replied:
'Oh so sorry my dear! I and Rox already left. Just stick to Dylan and enjoy the rest of the day, okay?'
I want to throw away my phone but it is not a good idea, isn't it?
I looked beside me. Dylan is looking at me. I handed out my phone to him.
"Read what your sister said."
"Crazy," he whispered. But I heard it by the way.
"Yes, you are right. So what we'll gonna do?"
"Separate ways."
I rolled my eyes. Why I am talking to him anyway?
After we paid, I asked Dylan to carry some of my loads.
