"Morning. Sorry I'm late."
Everyone's eyes seemed to be on me.
"Are you okay?"
I honestly don't know. But I'm not gonna say that.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
PJ's arms wrap around my petite body, pulling me into his body. Why do I always feel so safe with PJ? I let myself sink into his hold.
"Mags, if something is bothering you, you can talk to me. Day or night."
Just like that I couldn't keep the tears in.
"Let's go into my office."
It wasn't a question. It was more like a statement. He didn't want the others to see me cry. He knew how much I hated it.
Author's Note--
Again I'm so sorry about the short chapter!! My mental health is really bad atm. I'll try to update in the next few days but I do have school so yeah!
