Talia's POV:
Since that day we stood face to face outside the dorm building, things have shifted.
Ronan walks right past me without so much as a glance.
And I've stopped dreaming of him every night. Even when I do dream, he never appears anymore.
Carl posted publicly on the campus forum, stating clearly that I was never obsessively chasing him, and that whatever we had was a normal, healthy friendship.
Honestly? It felt good.
It was one of the only times anyone had ever stood up to set the record straight for me.
If I could successfully hypnotize someone as steady and no-nonsense as Carl, then I stood a real chance of doing the same to Ronan.
When I told him what I needed to practice, he hesitated only a few seconds before agreeing.
I teased him, half-seriously. "Aren't you afra
