Caleb’s P.O.V

I sat in my usual seat, tapping my fingers against the desk as the morning announcements droned on. It was ridiculous that I even noticed, but the empty seat two rows behind me felt like a gaping hole in the room. Aurora wasn’t here. I didn’t know why that bothered me. It shouldn’t. But for some reason, it did.

I slouched further in my chair, running a hand through my hair and forcing my gaze to the front of the classroom. It wasn’t my problem. She ...