Chapter 35 The Mug Incident

• MALIA
• I stared after him once he was out of the door. My heart was still pounding, and I avoided thinking about the reason why for too long. He did something to me that I couldn’t put into words. Or maybe I didn’t want to.
• It would make things more complicated. Make them worse than they already were. With a sigh, I shifted my attention to my books. Focusing on my homework had been an idle idea. It didn’t work, because I remained worked up about my latest encounter with Marcello.