Christina's POV
I hadn’t seen Marcel in more than a day, and I couldn’t tell if I should be relieved or discomfited by this. I just didn’t know how to feel about all that had transpired between us and so I dreaded running into him.
A small part of me was thankful he hadn’t called me to him.
I had half expected him to force me into a conversation I wasn't ready for, but instead, surprisingly, there was just silence.
Even Luna Sandra hadn't called for me. For her to overlook our classes and not demand my presence meant she was still furious.
Honestly, I didn't care. After all, she said, I had no idea if I could control my tongue if I saw her again.
So I spent the last day holed up in my room, trying to read a book even though my mind refused to focus on the words. Every few seconds, I
