Xander stared at me in disbelief, one hand rising as if to strike back, but Lucas was quick to grab his wrist first.

　　I glared at him with intense hatred, each word I spoke dripping with anger.

　　"It seems like you didn't learn anything from what happened inside. Should've left you there, instead of going through all that trouble to get you out."

　　Xander kept his jaw tight, his face tense. He clearly wasn't happy with me, but he probably knew deep down ...