Wren

“What happened?” Ray asks.

They give Brittany and Ezra a look, so Ray taps him.

“Go on,” Ezra says, finally pulling away from Brittany.

She giggles, then smiles at me. It’s a taunting smile, lips wide but eyes narrowed. I roll my eyes, turning to Torch and Lizzy.

Ezra glances at me, but I ignore him. “What is it?” He questions them, brow raised.

“We had a visitor,” Lizzy says.

“And he asked for Wren,” Torch adds, and Ezra tenses.

I frown. “Me?”

“Yes.” ...