Nathan
Emma Klein was a lot of things; persistent, calculated, and fully aware of the power she wielded in a room, which was partly why she thrive at being a judge, but being subtle was not one of them.
Maybe it was just the way she was bred, or she had just learned it herself on the way, either way, it was now a part of her life.
She had barely spared Eleanor a second glance, but that glance had been enough. It wasn’t outright hostility, nor was it blatant disregard. No, it was something far worse… pointed indifference.
Even after the fact that I pointed her out, all Emma did was stare at her for a moment, and then that was all. And that? That bothered me even though I wasn’t sure why.
Eleanor wasn’t the kind of person to let something like that rattle her, and to anyone else, she p
