Chapter 9 Samuel

Jean Verodine

Blake and I were standing outside the balcony, he dragged me here. It wasn’t bad though, the night breeze was nice.

“Why is your name Blake Coster when you’re cleary a Samuel?” I asked.

“It’s a long story.”

“You know I might be a stranger to you but if you need a friend, I’m here.” I said and turning my head to him. He smiled looking at me and his green orbs looking at me with a lot of unreadable emotions.