The past two weeks had been, in a word, uneventful. After the chaos of that… incident with Maeve, I was fully prepared for the universe to continue its trend of throwing me into bizarre, mortifying situations. Instead, nothing happened. Absolutely nothing.
Classes were normal relatively speaking, given this was a magical academy. No poisoned dishes, no forbidden kisses, and no uncomfortably heated moments.
Just lectures, assignments, and the occasional kitchen mishap that didn't involve life-altering drama.
Even Maeve had been… well, fine. She acted like her usual self, which honestly made me question if she remembered anything from that night. If she did, she was doing an excellent job of pretending otherwise.
