Chapter 4

As I walked in, Charles, who had been lounging lazily, instantly straightened up. He deliberately leaned closer to Summer, chin lifted, eyes full of blatant provocation.

He was clearly waiting for me to lose it, to rush over and confront him, and to make a scene in front of everyone.

I couldn't even be bothered to look at him. I walked straight to the empty seat at the edge of the front row, opened my textbook, and pulled out my iPad, getting ready to take notes.

For the entire class, I listened intently and didn't look back even once.

Charles,…