Helanie:
"That will be it for today. Thank you for taking my class," Emmet announced, sounding drained. He had been so distant all day that I couldn't help but worry about him.
But then, every time our eyes met—which was quite a few times—I remembered how my eyes had been glued to the door that night, and he never came.
Emmet grabbed his stuff but didn't walk out. Instead, he stayed behind, one arm stretched over the podium, watching everyone leave.
"Helanie, a word!" As my friends and I were nearing the door, he called for me.
I stopped while my friends walked ahead, leaving us alone. Now, it was just the two of us in the big, empty classroom.
"Is there a chance we can—ever work things out?" he asked, his eyes not breaking the eye contact. He had put his stuff back onto the podium again.
