C21 What right do you have to be happy?

Jason Davenport

My eyes narrowed as I saw Amelia emerge from the stairs leading to the back of the school.

What the fuck?

She looked. . . happy.

I hadn't seen her all day and I was starting to think that she was avoiding me because she was scared-which was good, of course.

But here she was.

The bitch was smiling like she just won the fucking lottery