Chapter 166 Two Sides to a Story

• A week went by without any noteworthy events. Hayden and I had adjusted a little to our new pace in life. What that basically meant was that he no longer stuck to my side all the time. We met up when I got off work and when he was free. He would spend some nights at my apartment and the others back at his place. Hayden didn’t tell me about it, but I was sure that some of his men were probably watching me at places that I frequented such as the art school and my apartment building.
• After wrapping up a busy day of teaching at the school, I was tidying up. Carrying a bunch of artbooks in my arms, I headed back towards my classroom where I needed to arrange them back into place. Teaching was hard work, but it was also so fun and felt so fulfilling. I loved my students, my colleagues, and my job.
• “The girl who painted this has got some crazy talent, don’t you think?” a man’s voice spoke up the moment that I entered the classroom.