Chapter 185

Christina's POV People swarmed around me in seconds. Half of them had no clue who I was. They just saw camera flashes and figured I was someone worth photographing. A woman actually elbowed a man aside to snap a picture over my shoulder. Someone brushed against my jacket. Another girl asked me to sign her canvas tote with a borrowed marker. I hadn't even noticed Hudson was gone until I looked around. He stood alone by a metal bench in the middle of the walkway, arms crossed over his chest, watching the crowd like he was ready to start throwing punches. Our eyes met. He immediately straightened up, smoothed out his frown, and put on the most neutral expression he could manage. It was the fakest I'd ever seen him look. I raised an eyebrow. He gave a slight nod as if he wasn't currently wishing he could set fire to everyone within three feet of me. "I think you're definitely an emerald," one girl was saying as I turned my attention back to them. "It matches your energy." "No way, she's mo