CASSIE'S POV.
I froze where I was, my skates still planted on the ice, and for a moment, I felt the silly urge to follow them, and know everything. But I stopped myself, shaking my head. What was wrong with me? Why did my stomach twist so violently at the sight of him like that? My thoughts whirled, chaotic and insistent, yet I couldn’t bring myself to move.
The other girls on the bleachers were whispering, their eyes darting between me and the doorway where Daelan had disappeared with Margaret.
"Well, that was weirdly dramatic, a bit," Becca’s voice broke the heavy silence, tinged with amusement and drawing the attention of everyone still lingering on the rink. I turned toward them, feeling a blush creep up my neck, and quickly lowered my gaze, hoping to shrink into the ice beneath
