[Rue’s POV]
For the next few hours, I go through the motions of helping Leo with lessons while ignoring the slight unease I feel when he is near me.
When it starts to become too much, I remind myself that this is purely business and that helps me get through the awkwardness until we reach breaktime.
I’m going to the teacher’s lounge.” I announce, collecting my things. “I’ll be back for third period.”
“Wait,” Leo hisses, reaching out and then stopping. “Could we please talk.”
“Talk,” I repeat, hating how just being near him still made my heart flutter. “What exactly is it that we need to talk about?”
Did he want to apologize again for using me in place of my mother?
Did he want to try to claim that it was an accident and it wouldn’t happen again?
“We’ve talked all we need to.” I tel
