CORRIGAN'S POV
“You've been almost completely out of sight, is everything okay?” Cormac asked after breakfast. I had been locked away for three days now, too ashamed to lift my head or face Lucien. I couldn't lock eyes with all of them after the training court encounter. I wondered what narrative of me and Lucien was carried.
I was only down for breakfast now because Lucien gave out strict orders that everyone be down, he had an important announcement to make, and I couldn't wait to be back in my room, cuddled up in my duvet.
“Uhm, yeah, I've been a bit unwell,” I lied.
“Oh, I had no idea, how do you feel now?” Cormac’s genuine concern melted my heart and had guilt washing all over me.
“I'm a lot better, thank you,” I said, trying to leave his presence, but it seemed he wanted to ente
