Sitting at the back of the quiet class, Matthew's hand resting possessively on my thigh, and trying to act like nothing happened has to be the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I could see a cloud of fluid settle on my eyes, blurring my vision as the door opened slowly, long after we had closed it behind us.
Nikolai walked in, his head held high, his strides just as confident as beautiful. I wish I knew how to hold myself like that. I wish I knew how to be like that.
I swallowed, my eyes filling rapidly as he made his way to the slightly elevated podium, then gave a small smile.
"Is everything okay, sir?" The girl who always tried to talk to him asked, her voice laced with concern.
Nikolai gave a small smile, then shrugged ass he slowly turned to the board, then back at us. The cl
