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JuneAfter that kiss, after the things he said and the things he did not explain, there is no way I can just ignore it and move on like nothing happened.Because it is not nothing.The memory of it keeps returning to me in small flashes when I least expect it. The warmth of his mouth. The way his arms wrapped around me and pulled me against him like I belonged there. The strange pull that rose inside my chest the moment our lips touched.If it had truly been wrong, Caleb would have been dead by now for laying his hands on me.That is simply who I am.I have never tolerated anyone crossing my boundaries. Not once. My instincts are sharp, my temper sharper, and my animal reacts even faster than I do.Anyone else would have paid for that kind of boldness.But Caleb did not.And that alone should tell me something.Weirdly, his touch… that kiss… it never felt wrong.It did not feel forced.It did not feel like an attack.If anything, it felt like something else entirely.Like a connection
June“Motherfucker!”The curse slips through my teeth as a sharp pain shoots through my hand.My finger gets crushed between the metal plates while I am changing the weights on the bar. The plates slam together harder than I expect, trapping my finger between them for a second before I yank my hand back.Pain explodes through my hand.I clutch my finger against my chest immediately, bending forward slightly as the shock of it runs through me.Tears spring into my eyes from the intensity of it. Not the kind that make someone cry loudly. Just that involuntary reaction when pain hits so suddenly that your body cannot stop it.My teeth clamp together as I try to breathe through it.It hurts like hell.I slowly look down at my finger.Blood begins to gather along the skin, slipping down toward my knuckle.“All this because of that son of a bitch,” I mutter under my breath.Caleb.Even saying his name in my head irritates me.I do not understand why I cannot just push him out of my thoughts
June I expect Caleb to say something else. Maybe another question. Maybe tell me what he thinks he knows. Instead he just stands there. Watching me. There is something thoughtful in his expression now. The teasing edge that was there earlier has faded. His eyes move across my face again, slowly, like he is trying to read something written there that I have not said out loud. The quiet stretches between us. At first I try to ignore it, but the longer he keeps looking at me like that, the more aware I become of it. The hallway suddenly feels too silent. Even the distant sounds from the rest of the building seem far away. His gaze stays fixed on me. It is not hostile. Not accusing either. Just searching. The silence stretches long enough that I begin to feel slightly uncomfortable under his gaze. “What?” I finally ask. My voice echoes faintly in the empty hallway. He does not answer right away. Instead his expression shifts, just slightly. It is a small change. Most peopl
JuneThe idea of going to the cliff was to help me relax, but now I returned with this uneasy feeling inside me.The worst thing is that I cannot ignore it. I try. I really do. I tell myself it is nothing. But the feeling refuses to fade.My intuitions never lies.That thought repeats in my head as I walk down the corridor later that evening. The Academy is quieter now. Most trainees are either in the dining hall or already in their rooms. The hallway lights cast long strips of yellow across the floor.Maybe it is not something urgent.Maybe it is not as bad as it feels right now.But it is definitely bad.Something is wrong. Something that might be dangerous.I keep telling myself I could be mistaken. I try to force logic into the space where instinct sits. Yet deep down I know the truth.I am not wrong.I never am.Even when I blink, the image beneath the cliff flashes behind my closed eyes again. Dark trees stretch across the valley.It feels like a warning that refuses to leave.M
June I have never known what it is like to have a friend. The thought moves quietly through my mind as I stand outside my room, leaning against the wall while I wait. Maybe friendship feels like this strange level of comfort I felt with Misha the moment we met. Maybe it is the way the conversation with her never feels fake. Or maybe it is something even simpler. From the very beginning, I never sensed anything malicious from her. Not even a trace of negativity. No hidden judgment. Just warmth. It is a strange feeling when you are not used to it. Earlier I had planned to go to the cliff alone. I wanted the quiet. The wind. A place where I could think without the noise of the Academy pressing in on me. But plans change. Now Misha is coming with me. Because according to her, she likes being with me more than being anywhere else. The memory of her saying that makes something shift inside my chest. No one has ever said anything even remotely close to that to me. Not once. S
JuneMy mind keeps circling back to the moment in the training hall.More specifically, to him.I do not understand what happens to my emotions when Caleb is around. They twist and tangle in ways that make no sense. One second, I feel something warm and confusing, something that makes my heart in my chest behave weirdly. The next second, I feel irritated enough to snap at him. I never let my emotions control me... but with him... nothing makes sense.Right now, irritation wins.Actually, no.Anger.Because he made me leave the training session even though I did nothing wrong.I pick at the edge of the scratch with my thumb, frowning.This world is unfair.Even when you are not at fault, you get punished for no reason.The thought is not new to me. Life has proven that lesson more times than I can count. And somehow, knowing it was him who did it makes the anger burn hotter.I thought he was different.My lips press together as I stare at the wall.Caleb is weird.Annoying.And he mak







