MAREN’S POV
The hour passed amidst James’s cheerful comments. I had to admit that his lightheartedness managed to draw a couple of laughs out of me, and for a moment, the knot in my chest loosened, which I thanked internally; although Liana kept howling in my head ever since she caught Thorne’s scent in the library.
Luckily, James stayed there until the hour finally passed and we left the faculty, where we met up with Naomi and the rest of James’s friends.
"Maren!" Naomi exclaimed excitedly. "They say there’s a really good horror movie playing. We should all go."
I looked at Naomi with a slight smile, ready to refuse; after all, I wasn't in the mood for anything. But at that moment James intervened, taking a step toward me. With a light touch, he raised a hand toward me and tucked a st
