Tristan’s povThe entire class felt unbearably long.It was not because the lecture was difficult, and also wasn’t because Professor Hale was droning on about ancient territorial laws for nearly two straight hours.The main reason was because Barbara sat three rows ahead of me, and for the first time in my life, I couldn’t focus on anything else.It was ridiculous.I’d survived years of academy training, brutal combat sessions, political dinners, impossible expectations from my father, and Cheryl practically stalking me since childhood.Yet somehow, one girl agreeing to eat lunch with me had me distracted like an idiot.I hated that realization, especially because Geoffrey noticed immediately.Of course he did, that idiot noticed everything.“You’re smiling again,” he whispered from beside me.I didn’t even look at him. “I’m not.”“You literally are.” He pressed.“No.” I said.“Yes.”I sighed sharply. “Do you ever shut up?”“Sometimes.”“When?”“When I’m asleep.” He rolled his eyes an
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