ZUKO POINT OF VIEW

Before I could say anything, I heard Nadia’s heels clicking fast against the floor. When she turned the corner and got down, she looked furious, her cheeks were red, her hands were clenched in fists, her eyes locked on Kayla like she wanted to tear her apart.

I stood still, deciding not to follow her, because I wouldn’t want to pick sides. And I wouldn’t want her or my father to get the ideology that I still felt something for her despite having a pregnant ...