Laura's POV:
Days had passed since I last laid eyes on Matthew.
While his absence from the villa should have been a breath of fresh air, I instead felt a gnawing anxiety creeping in. This morning, I finally gave in and asked Charles about him, but all he told me was that Matthew was busy with some matters.
I trudged off to school, my heart silently pleading that Matthew would be there when I returned in the afternoon. The realization hit me like a thunderbolt. Wasn't I supposed to be steering clear of him? Why then was I so desperate to see him? Could it be... that I actually liked Matthew?
The thought sent a shiver down my spine. Matthew was my uncle—how could I harbor such feelings for him?
My mind a chaotic whirlwind, I stepped into school, steeling myself for another round of Bell
