Gianna POV
I stood outside of Nathan's study room, contemplating if I should pretend as though I didn't know that he was inside and walk away or if I should just open the door anyway because he wasn't answering. I chose the latter and opened the door. Nathan wasn't answering because he was still angry about last night. He didn't come for breakfast in the dining hall because of me. I know that he was trying to show me that he's angry, but honestly, I ate breakfast well because I didn't get to see his face.
"Nathan." I called, asking cluelessly as I poked my head into his study room and saw him pretending as though he was reading a book.
I knew Nathan's habit, and he wasn't much of a reader, but his father was; every book in his study room he inherited from his father, who probably had si
