“I remember what you said.”
A pause.
Our eyes met.
“No one will touch me unless I become a threat.”
Something flickered in his eyes.
Or maybe that was just wishful thinking.
“I said that the day we met.”
“And that’s supposed to excuse it?”
“You have far more of my protection now than you did then.”
I scoffed.
“Keep it.”
Another pause.
“I can handle myself just fine.”
Without you.
Shoving the last of my things into my bag, I swung it over my shoulder and headed for the door.
Chapter 25
Stasia and I walked down the long corridor behind Mr. Shiford.
In his hands was a sheet listing the students' room assignments.
I was nervous.
Even if I tried not to show it.
Stasia, on the other hand, looked far too calm.
As though she already knew the outcome.
I glanced at her.
She smirked.
I knew it.
And if she was calm...
Maybe I should follow her example.
“There are several rules in the dormitory,” Eugene said as he walked behind us.
It almost felt as though they were boxing us in.
Whether because they didn’t trust us...