POV: Elena
By Wednesday afternoon, I had successfully avoided Jace for almost two days.
It wasn't simple. Living under the same roof made avoidance nearly impossible, but I had managed it by leaving for class early, staying on campus late, and taking advantage of the fact that basketball seemed to consume most of his spare time. The arrangement wasn't perfect, but it gave me enough distance to avoid thinking about the ring on my finger and the mess my life had become.
Unfortunately, the moment I stepped through the front door that evening, I knew my luck had run out.
Richard was sitting in the living room with a tablet balanced on his knee and the same expression he always wore when he was about to interfere in somebody else's business. My mother sat beside him with a cup of tea in her
