"Did you hear?"
Bryn's shoulder bumps mine as we move away from the serving table. Eyes track me down the aisled rows of the recruits' hall
and while I'd prefer to think it's because it's the first time since my 'promotion' that I'm having breakfast with them, there is hostility brimming in the air.
Directed at me.
I couldn't stomach seeing Rafe at the tower, so I snuck back into my old room last night, thankful that it was still unoccupied. He didn't show up for my personal training either. Better. After last night, I never wanted to see him again.
My heart hammers as I clench my tray tighter, the weight of so many stares dragging heavy on me. Did they somehow find out what happened last night between me and him? Maybe he told them what I was, what he'd witnessed? No. He wouldn't have done that. It'd compromise him, too.
"Heard what?" I ask Bryn as we drop onto the only free bench in a hall full of men.
