SERAPHINA’S POV

It's been a whole week—7 days, 168 hours of pure agony.

Every single time I'd run into Artemis in the hallway, he'd look the other way, as if I were some demented cockroach scuttling about in broad daylight, acting as though I never existed.

Each time I approached to talk, he'd promptly stand up and walk away, not even attempting to mask the scowl on his face.

He clearly hates me.

Artemis Sinclair is giving me the cold shoulder, and it hurts like hell.

I have a hunch ...