Chapter 67

Reilley's POV. "D—Deavon..." He's staring blankly at me. I see no hint of emotions in his eyes. His face is dead empty. "Move." His voice was flat when he said that to me. For some reason. I feel like I'm talking to a different person right now. He's not the same Deavon who shared a room with me a few days ago. It's like we're back to being strangers. His dead stares. Why is it hurting me? "Deav—" I was going to say something when he shove me aside and entered the room like nothing happened. He literally throw me aside like he doesn't know me. "Asshole," is all I managed to say. He was sitting on his usual seat already when I entered the room. Everyone who looks on his face will feel chills running down their spines. It's because he is surrounded with this dark aura that only him can produce. It's something you'd never want to involve yourself with if you wang a peaceful life. "How can he look so sexy when he's mad?" I looked at the two girls talking beside me. They kept on glancing ba