I can feel Dane’s eyes on me as I put my books into my leather satchel then fold my paperwork to add it to the bag. It’s weird that I can suddenly sense him everywhere. He could walk into the room, and with my back turned, I’d know he was there. It’s like the energy changes around me, but only I can feel it. When he left my room last night, the silhouettes in my walls wouldn’t stop dancing. The shadows shuddered across my floor, and my bed shook when I told them to get a grip.
