Emilia’s POV

As we continue our journey through the supermarket, someone suddenly calls my name and I turn to look. To my surprise, it was Dakota, one of my high schoolmates whom I haven’t met in a long time.

I pause and regard her. It’s been a long time since I last saw her but she still seems to have that air of arrogance around her. I eye her, wondering why she chose to call me and say hi when she could have walked away. We have never been on good terms anyway.

“Hi,” she ...