Theo wished she could clearly see his face, but she couldn't. If she had to guess though, she would say his brows were creased and he was slightly glaring at her - because she could feel a heavy gaze on her face.
"I only asked you to stay in bed," he began quietly, a hint of frustration in his tone, "How difficult could that have been for you?"
She swallowed, "Very,"
"Of course!" He almost barked, sarcasm in his tone, "I should have known,"
"I couldn't stay in bed. I had to come to class. If I skip another day, who knows what my homeroom teacher--"
"I remember telling you that I was going to talk to him - which I did. You're not gonna be punished anymore,"
"You did?" She found it hard to believe, "And he agreed? He was probably just joking. Professor Sylas isn't someone who-"
"Isn't someone who what?"
