XENIA
As I’d told Hades to get out of the awkward air that was brewing, I headed to the library.
There were barely any students present since classes hadn’t started, and I found that particularly refreshing. The number of eyes I’d had on me while I was holding Hades’ hand made this feel like the perfect sanctuary since it was void of whispering onlookers.
I dragged in a breath of fresh air, reminding myself that I shouldn’t let Hailsmith’s bratty students get to me no matter what. As long as I liked Hades, I wouldn’t let their opinions of me ruin the sweet moments we shared now and then, especially not something as harmless as holding hands.
With that in mind, I felt much better about my decision to give whatever was budding between us a chance.
By the time I decided on that, I realiz
