Chapter 19

Winona walked over with a frown. "Jonathan, why didn't you tell us you're this good at basketball?" Michelle instinctively hid behind Jonathan the moment she saw Winona approaching. Jonathan wasn't in the mood to entertain her as he thought her question was pointless. Taking Michelle's small hand, he started to leave. "And why would I tell you? Who are you to me?" Winona froze for a moment, quickly trying to explain. "If you don't share these things, how can we understand you?" Winona stepped in front of him, blocking his way. "Jonathan, maybe you're not as bad as we thought. Right?" "Oh? What does that have to do with you?" His tone was sharp, laced with impatience. "Move. I'm busy." Winona stood there, helpless. She had considered letting go of her previous prejudices and trying to have a real conversation with him. But Jonathan clearly wasn't interested. Frustrated, she turned and stomped off, throwing a parting shot over her shoulder. "Fine, Jonathan! You'll regret this!" J