Violet might have welcomed him politely and offered him a chair, but right now, Alaric felt like he was seated on coals of fire. The girls all surrounded him, taking positions in various corners of the living room and giving him death stares. And wait a minute, did he just see a glint of metal?
Alaric’s brows furrowed when he saw the short-cropped, blonde-haired roommate with a table knife in her hand, which she ominously caressed while giving him that disturbing look. Perhaps he shouldn’t have come here. Perhaps he should have cornered Violet before class and made a public apology—even if Roman’s drama had pretty much stolen the limelight of the day.
Violet must have sensed the awkward tension in the air because she said, "Guys, do you mind?"
"We do mind," all three of them answered in unison.
Alaric rubbed his wet palms down his thighs. They were really not going to go easy on him. Not that he blamed them. He deserved this, if not worse. It was even a miracle Violet was being calm right now.
"I need some privacy," Violet insisted.
But the dark-haired one replied coldly, "He didn’t think of privacy when he humiliated you in public."
Alaric opened his mouth to speak but found out he could not let out a word. What could he say anyway? The girl was telling the plain truth.
And she noticed the gesture as well because she raised a brow. "Alright, go on, deny it. I’m waiting. What is it that you want to say now that would make up for what you did?" she taunted him mercilessly.
"Alright, Daisy, that’s enough!" Violet scolded her, eyes flashing. "Yes, he did me wrong, but he’s here to make up for his mistake. That’s something."
"He did it in public. He should have apologized in public. Not scurry in here with his tail between his legs like some coward," she sneered.
"Daisy—!"
"No, she’s right," Alaric cut in before things could get more heated than they already were. Moreover, he didn’t want Violet fighting with her roommates because of him. He’d done enough damage already.
He went on, "Violet doesn’t like attention on her. I wanted to apologize in private before taking it public, so as not to catch her unaware."
"Aww, so sweet," the longer blonde-haired one swooned, but the glare she received from the other two was enough to shut her up.
Violet took his hand and said, "We’ll talk in the comfort of my room."
Oh hell no. Alaric wanted to object. With the way Lila looked at him, he had no doubt she would do something to his drink. But before he could say a word, Violet was already dragging him in the direction of her room. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
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