Aspen

DAY FIVE

Killian frowned as he walked down the stairs once he saw me standing by the end. He was already dressed nicely in a suit. With his hair perfectly styled, some free strands falling on his forehead.

“Get out of my way.” He hissed. But I stood my ground. I refused to be intimidated by Killian. I was going to show him how stubborn and thick-skinned I was. If he thought that he was wicked and mean, I was going to show Killian that I was worse. Very bad.

“No. If I don't ...