Cassian POV
You would think after everything, she would at least look at me.
But Monday proved me wrong, again.
She walked into class with that same stiff posture, her hoodie drawn up like armor, eyes hidden behind heavy eyes and a stare aimed directly at the floor.
There was a time I used to sit beside her and she'd smile before I even said anything.
Now? She sat alone, and I—I still sat with her.
I didn’t care that she moved her body away from me. I didn’t care that she hadn’t spoken to me in a whole day.
I still took the seat next to her, just like I always did. I guess part of me thought if I stayed long enough, she’d remember what it felt like to have me there but she didn’t.
She didn’t even blink when I said her name under my breath, or when I gently nudged her elbow with m
