I was still fuming when I walked into the school this morning. My blood felt like fire running through my veins. Every time I thought about Gabriel and what he did, my jaw clenched tighter.

The nerve of him. That bastard had the audacity to step in front of everyone and claim Carlota. He flaunted her in front of the whole school when it was pretty much obvious that they were a thing. 

And I had made it clear, hadn’t I? The first day she arrived, I’d made it clear that we were ...