Blaze leaned against the back of his chair, his dark eyes fixed on Seraphina as she entered the classroom. A sharp pang of annoyance twisted in his chest the moment he saw her, his father's voice still ringing in his ears from the scolding he’d received the night before. And it was all because of her. She had somehow wormed her way into his father’s good graces, making him look bad in the process. The memory of his father’s disappointed look made Blaze’s fists clench.
He narrowed his eyes as she walked past him, her expression cold, indifferent, as if she hadn’t caused him any trouble at all. Grinding his teeth, Blaze felt a sudden, childish urge to retaliate. He hated that he had to sit there, glaring, while she moved through life like nothing bothered her.
His gaze followed her until
