(Leonel's POV)
"Are you both done?"
The voice cut through like a blade. I turned, jaw tight it was Aiden. Of course.
I sighed, forcing my expression blank, though inside a thought gnawed at me: I like him as a friend. I really do. But why does he always show up when I'm finally having a moment with Cassian?
Aiden swung his bag over his shoulder, stepping into the room like nothing was wrong. "Come on. We're gonna be late."
So I did what I always did I walked ahead. Behind me, I could hear the two of them chatting, laughing, giggling like the world was theirs. My fists tightened at my sides. I didn't let it show on my face, but every sound of Cassian's laughter twisted in my chest.
By the time we reached the university, I was already on edge. Aiden headed straight to the last row, sliding into the far corner. Cassian, without a moment's hesitation, sat right beside him as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
He never sits naturally with me, I thought bitterly.
