SERAPHINA’S POV:

At the end of my final class, I walk out the door just after the final bell and find Artemis standing there, waiting for me.

The usual grin on his face is absent, replaced by a depressing straight-look, like something is wrong…but I’m uninterested by it

I’m still mad at him for being an asshole earlier.

“Hey.” He says, and I only respond with a nod. I would ignore him, but I’m not in a position to.

This time around, humpty and dumpty aren’t tagging along with ...