It’s not that unusual but the lack of hate or disgust is.
I find out why not a minute later when Robin hesitantly approaches me. I turn around, ready to head in another direction, when she calls out to me.
“I’m sorry,” she shouts, and I stop and slowly turn back around to her.
She gives me a look full of regret. “I’mreallysorry, Sena. I should never have believed their lies.”
“Then why did you?” I ask, wondering how she could turn her back on me so quickly.
“You weren’t always like this. Before, you used to play games, the twisted kind, and didn’t care who got hurt,” she admits with a wince.
Fuck.Old Sena was more than just a bitch. She was a fucking terror.
“When they said you were faking it, my doubts crept in, and I thought there was a possibility that you were just playing some big elaborate game.” She frowns. “I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.”
Some of my anger deflates after hearing her words. “How did you figure out I wasn’t lying?”
“Your mates,” she reveals.
My eyes widen on hers, and she smiles.
“They came blazing in, threatening everyone to sit down, shut up, and listen to them. Then they proved that the video was from last year and made sure everyone knew how Stacey lied and manipulated the entire situation.”
“Stacey?” I ask.
“The blonde,” Robin replies.
Ah, the blonde bitch. “And what about Cora?”
Her eyes fill with guilt and sadness. “You helped us the entire time we were in the Wastelands. You dived on that beast to save Arabella, the bitch. So yeah, that should have been an obvious one.”
Yeah, it should have. I sigh to myself. I’m not usually the second chance kind of person, especially when someone has turned their back on me. But I can also understand that the old Sena was a bitch.
“I forgive you,” I tell her, and she immediately steps forward with a wide smile on her face.
“But… only if you see me for who I am. To judge me on my actions and words now and not on my past mistakes,” I tell her.
Robin’s eyes soften and she steps forward and wraps me in a hug. “Deal.”
We head toward the group of girls, and I spot Stacey immediately. She glances over and spots me, flinching back and turning away.
Robin sees who I’m glaring at and nods her head. “Your mates might have also given everyone a warning not to come near you. I think something was mentioned about ripping their heads off.”
That sounds like them. But also…“I can take care of myself,”I tell Knox.
He answers immediately.“Of course you can, baby.”
“I told you I was going to deal with it,”I grit out.
“And you are,”he says with a calm, reassuring tone. It annoys the fuck out of me.
“I’m going to stab you,”I promise him.
“I’m all up for foreplay,”he answers with a chuckle.
Robin rounds me with a frown. “Why do you look like you’re about to murder someone?”
“I’m thinking about it,” I tell her and hear Knox bark out a laugh in my head.