Chapter 24

Lilith walked away, probably hoping to catch Charles at his lowest and rekindle their old flame. My head spun. I crouched down, wrapped my arms around my body, and closed my eyes. I was Shayla Locklear, an orphan. Carl was the one who had cared for me ever since I was little. He was only four years older than me, but he brought me up. Thus, liking him came naturally to me. Too bad he seemed to treat me like a younger sister. When I was little, I told him I wanted to marry him, and he just laughed and nodded. But when I turned 16 years old and brought that topic up again, he started avoiding me. Even after I entered college, I kept saying I wanted to marry him. That was when he began to blush, revealing his real feelings. He no longer treated me like a younger sister, but he was still too stubborn and wouldn't let himself accept me. "Shay, you're still young. You haven't met many people. Marriage is a lifelong decision. You can't rush it." But I wasn't rushing. I loved him becau