Loving Recklessly

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myself in. I hadn't been in detention since... Well, ever. I was Lily Lancaster, for God's sake. I didn't get detention. I was the one who caused it. But here I was, walki

in the cafeteria. We turned a corner and arrived at the detention room, a small, windowless space with mismatched desks, broken chairs, and

g. Instead of just shoving us both into the same ro

harp. "You're with me. Reye

care enough to have a real conversation with Mr. Harris, but the sudden separation threw me off guard.

waved me toward his office, muttering s

r it was, it was gone just as quickly as it appeared. His face remained cool, distant. I could almost feel the tension betwee

aring at the desk in front of me, and I had to force myself not to storm out. I hated the feeling of being isolated, of

moment when I thought he might kiss me, or at least do something, anything, to bre

g that had happened. I couldn't even concentrate on anything in the room. The tick of t

d dropped to my lips, when I'd almost felt like maybe something could have happened. Some

was just another girl he could dismiss with a look, like I was nothing to him. He'd acted

and force him to talk to me. To make him acknowledge that we'd shared that moment. I hated the silence, the

" I muttered under my b

eeling of disappointment that hung in the air. This was s

nd, I was ready to crawl out of my skin, but I knew that the minute I stepped out of t

of my chair. Mr. Harris stood there, his eyes narrowed as he assessed me for

had something to do with this. That look he had given me earlier, the way he had seemed to take pleasure

ward the exit, but the last thing I e

wall, as if this was just another regular day. His eyes flick

I managed to say, my voice betraying the mi

slow, mocking smile. "What? You think I should've waited for you in the other room?" His tone was la

hold myself together. "I don't care what you do. I just t

f something almost... real in his eyes. But before I could fig

e said simply, his voice cold as ice.

hat, he turned

red down the hallway. For a moment, I couldn't even move, couldn't e

l of it hit me in a wave, and I could

et away with this. Not after

my nails digging into

im walk away from me like this. I wasn't going to let him pretend we h

ke sure he understoo

aybe, he'd finall