Zain's POV
Joanna's desperate pleas meant nothing when I was burning to straighten things out with Blanche.
I pushed her hand away without a second thought, my mind already elsewhere.
The moment I stepped out of the car, tears started streaming down Joanna's face.
When I reached Demetrius's car, Blanche was already getting out, and Demetrius was holding the door open for her.
Seeing this, I rushed over and extended my hand toward Blanche. "Blanche, come here to me."
The instant she heard my voice calling her name, Blanche felt nothing but cold distance and futility.
She completely ignored me, turning to face Demetrius instead. "Demetrius, be careful driving home, alright? Don't speed, and text me when you arrive."
Demetrius looked uncomfortable, but knowing he couldn't really intervene, he nodded slightly. "Alright."
Blanche gave him a brief smile. "Goodnight."
Demetrius smiled back at her. "Goodnight."
