Jaxon's POV
I wasn’t hearing a single word.
Instructor Nerya’s voice sounded like it was echoing from underwater. Her voice, normally so piercing and impossible to ignore, was just background noise today. All I could do was stare blankly at the board while my mind drifted, again, right back to the only thing I’d been thinking about for almost twenty-four hours straight.
Alex.
Even now, with her sitting across the room, a good ten feet and a bunch of other students between us, I could still feel her, and her emotions were practically bleeding into mine. The guilt and the worry, as well as the sadness she was trying so hard to hide… I felt it all.
Every sigh she let out hit me like a punch in the chest, and I hated that I was the cause of it, but what was I supposed to do? Pretend like
