I heard that familiar voice that was here to taunt me again, a voice that I could recognise in just a split second.
Whipping my head around, my eyes fell on the pair of ice blue eyes once again and recognition flashed past my face. My brows naturally knitted together to form a tiny frown before I turned back to glare at my mother, a betrayed look swimming in my eyes.
"What is he doing here?" I questioned, my tone carrying a slight edge to it, clearly displeased with his sudden appearance. "Why is he here?"
Blake let out a chuckle, a smirk playing on his lips as we locked eyes. "Why couldn't I be here?" He retorted, his eyes gleaming with defiance.
My mother immediately chimed in this time. "I called him here."
I let out a breath. "Why would you do that?"
She pressed her lips thin into a straight line and kept her gaze steady before she blurted out the next few words. "Do you have a problem with that?"
