Song Rec'd: Telapatia.
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When we arrived in Springfield, Castiel and I dropped Reese off in her classroom. I tried to ignore the curious stares from a few teachers and parents as Castiel led me to Martha Lowe's office, holding my hand while balancing my purse in his other arm.
I would probably have stared too—after all, the estranged daughter of the Loughtons had enrolled her child in the school and suddenly married her daughter's science teacher.
Rumors swirled that our marriage might be arranged or forced, and people likely expected to see a couple who couldn't stand each other, not the affectionate pair Castiel and I presented.
As we reached the office, I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. Castiel seemed to be waiting for the green light to knock on the door, and when he finally did, Martha's secretary opened it in a hurry.
