The classroom didn’t recover immediately.
Even after the lesson ended, something lingered in the air, an unease that hadn’t been there before.
Because now
Everyone had seen it.
Ivy Morgan was no longer invisible.
Students packed their things, but conversations were quieter, more cautious. Glances were thrown in her direction, quickly withdrawn when noticed.
“She solved it like it was nothing…”
“That didn’t make sense…”
“Since when is she that good?”
Ivy ignored all of it.
She slipped her notebook into her bag, her movements slow and deliberate. No rush. No reaction.
As if what had just happened…
Didn’t matter.
That alone was strange.
Across the room, Ethan Cross didn’t move.
He was still seated, his gaze fixed on her.
Not openly.
But not hidden either.
Watching.
Analyzin
