I don't know how long I stood in the library after Castor ran off. Part of me hoped that he would change his mind and come back, like the i***t I am. After a while, though, it was clear that wasn't going to happen. I mustered up what pride I had left and went straight to my room, playing the events leading up to the kiss and the kiss itself over and over in my head.
Miriam was waiting in my room, laying down by the balcony basking in the warmth of the sunlight pouring in. Upon my entry, she looked up, and she immediately picked up on my mood.
'What is it, child? What has you so upset?'
"I don't want to talk about it. " I said it loud. I closed my door before retreating to my bed to mope. Miriam jumped up and laid beside me.
'I'm not letting you off that easy. I'll pick through your br
