BLAIR’S POV.
I looked over the classroom, Hunter's seat was empty as usual. I sighed as I took my seat, wondering why I even expected to see him today. The bell rang, signaling the beginning of the first class, when suddenly, the door opened, and Hunter stood in front of the class. Gasps and excited murmurs filled the room as everyone rushed to greet him, but he only nodded in acknowledgment. I found myself staring at him, my voice caught in my throat. All this time away from him, I had imagined countless scenarios of what I would do when I saw him again. The one I thought I was most likely going to do was to ignore him, but now, looking at him, I knew I couldn't. I wanted to speak with him, to confront him for breaking up with me over the phone. I waited for Hunter to acknowledge my pre
