Kylan
“What are you smiling for?”
I looked across the table, brows raised at the person who had the audacity to ask me that question. Nate.
Why was it any of his business anyway?
“I’m not smiling,” I denied, knowing damn well I was, and I had a very good reason for it. Nate squinted his eyes like he didn’t believe me, but I gave him a blank stare until he had no choice but to give up.
Seconds later, he was already busy with the others at the table. I leaned back in my seat, scanning the cafeteria.
It wasn’t too busy, except for our table, full of Lyperians I didn’t care about. I only cared about one thing, and that was Puppy, who had yet to walk through that door.
She should’ve been here by now…
I knew she had a free hour. I knew her schedule by heart. I had to—because who else was
