MERRIELYNN.
I tried to focus on Mr. Ravenwood’s lecture, but my gaze kept drifting to Cormac across the room.
It had been a week since the assembly, and the whole ordeal garnered more attention than I ever wanted.
Over the past week, I could feel the students’ questioning gazes as I passed them in the halls.
Hell, I’d even overheard some whisperings and gossip about me, but I didn’t care. It was just annoying knowing that they really didn’t care either. I was a person, not an object for their amusement.
Yet, as I sat in biology class that morning, I couldn’t ignore the striking lack of attention I was getting from one person in particular.
I couldn’t help but let my focus drift from the teacher’s lecture and shift to the other side of the class, where Cormac sat.
His attention wa
