C22 Chapter twenty two
"Annabelle, cheer up. It's probably a prank," Brooke said, placing her right palm on my left one. I instinctively withdrew. Looks of hurt and confusion appeared in her eyes and I immediately felt bad. It wasn't that I did not want her comfort, but I didn't want her to discover the scar on my left wrist.
We were in the cafeteria, eating. Well