Chapter Four
I push the book away, unable to focus on the contents of it. I had hoped that coming to the library would help me forget the events of my vision yesterday, but that doesn't seem to be the case. Unfortunately for me, none of that changes the amount of course work I have to do despite that. While some of my classes are new, other ones are the same and they all have the same things to do as last term.
"If you can't focus, why don't we go back to ours and watch a movie or something? If it's not coming, sometimes it means you need to take a break," Bryce says softly.
"It's not that," I counter. "It's everything that's going on. How can I sit and do work for my classes, or watch a movie, or do anything, when other ex-hunters are lying dead somewhere?" My voice breaks at the end.
