She was using her phone as a distraction, and I couldn’t blame her for that.
“I don’t know what to say,” I admitted. “I never meant to hurt you, Becca. You must believe that.”
“I do,” she said, meeting my eyes. “I believe it was an accident. That’s why I’m not mad at you. But I am concerned about continuing to be your partner for this class. Now that you have these abilities, it might make things a little more complicated.”
“You don’t want to be my partner anymore?” I asked.
“I was thinking, since I woke up, that Sarah is gone, and her partner will need a new partner. I could always be her partner…”
“What about me?” I asked.
“You’d have to talk to Professor Enzo about it,” Becca said with a shrug. “I just can’t trust that this won’t happen again. The doctors say I got lucky thi
