3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Are you avoiding me Violet?\u00a0<\/p>\n
+25 Bonus\u00a0<\/p>\n
Are you avoiding me, Violet?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Violet\u00a0<\/p>\n
I leaned against the wall, my legs crossed as I flipped to the next page. My hair was pulled up into a messy bun, my glasses sliding a little down my nose, and a sweet stuck to my lips to keep me awake. I knew I looked like a mess, anyone could tell.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After what happened yesterday, I had locked myself in my room with my books, refusing to step outside. I only came out late at night when I was sure everyone was asleep, sneaking into the kitchen to cook a bowl of ramen before slipping back into my room. I studied until my eyes blurred, and words stopped making sense, and finally collapsed for barely three hours of sleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This morning, I forced myself up, took a quick shower, and left the house before anyone was awake. Now I was here, hidden away in the private section of the library, trying to cram as much as I could into my tired brain. My body begged me to sleep, but I refused. I didn\u2019t have that luxury.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019d already missed too many classes because of my jobs. If I wanted to graduate, I had to push harder than everyone else. And, there was another reason to read harder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roman.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t face him after last night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t know if he had realized it was me behind that mask, but I was still ashamed. Imagine dating his nephew, then later finding yourself in bed with his brother. Who would forgive something like that? Even if I had no idea Hades was his brother, I doubted Roman would be the type to be understanding if he ever found out. And from the way they looked at each other, their relationship didn\u2019t seem the best.\u00a0<\/p>\n
So I did the only thing I knew how to do when a problem was too heavy for me to carry. I ran.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I told myself I would avoid him, no matter what. Even if I had to step back into his class again, I would sit in the very back, keep my head down, and never let his eyes land on me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m going to avoid all the Sinclairs,\u201d I muttered under my breath, forcing myself to focus on the notes in my lap.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had just lowered my head back to the page when a voice cut in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not particularly thrilled that you didn\u2019t come to class,\u201d he said indifferently. \u201cBut at least you ditched my class to read in the library, Miss Violet.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
My whole body went stiff.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Swallowing hard, I lifted my eyes, praying the ground would open up and swallow me whole. That would have been a blessing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roman stood there, his expression unreadable, his dark eyes fixed on me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I couldn\u2019t tell what he was thinking, and that made it worse. Do you know how uncomfortable that kind of silence is? When you\u2019re trapped under someone\u2019s gaze and you have no clue what\u2019s going on in their head?\u00a0<\/p>\n
And for God\u2019s sake, I couldn\u2019t even ignore him for a single day. One day, and he had already found me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He slipped his hand into his pocket and leaned against the bookshelf, as though he had all the time in the world. Is there a reason you didn\u2019t come to class, Miss Violet?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u0f0b\u0f0b\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, why are you with my brother\u2019s phone?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was a pause before the man spoke. \u201cMiss Violet, I\u2019m sorry to inform you, but your brother is in the hospital in critical condition.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
For a single moment, everything around me stopped. My ears rang, but I couldn\u2019t hear a thing. It was as if the whole world had gone silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
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