chapter 3

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"Hey, did you hear Luke leave last night? Or see him at all? He went home in the middle of the night. Guess he's not feeling good or something." Michael asked as I did my make up.
"There you are." Luke walked in.
"Where did you go?" Michael asked.
"I got bored waiting for Belle. I ended up at a pub and met this really hot girl there." he answered.

Luke then looked at me, "You missed a spot." He pointed at my face.
"Gee, thanks." I roll my eyes.

He then glanced at the concealed part of my neck where hickeys laid.

"Where are you going today?" Michael asked.
"Formal rehearsal." I groan.

I am only doing this to make my mother happy.

"I'm so glad I don't have to do such a thing." They joke.

I finished my make up before I moved on to hair. I then walked to my closet as the boys began to rummage through my things.

"What do you think of this?" I ask walking out in a simple tee shirt dress.

It was casual but cute.

"You look beautiful." Micheal hugs me.

"Ehh, it's an improvement." Luke looks unimpressed.

How things have changed from last night. He seemed obsessive but now he is so nonchalant. He's probably a psychopath . Wouldn't surprise me if he was. In fact, it would explain a lot.

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