No Apparent Reason

Athena’s P.O.V.

It was no other than Vanessa. She was standing at the door, timidly peeking at us. Far from how threatening her stares were earlier, before the start of the class. She most likely wanted to talk to Cristoff. But what for? Was her caught-in-the-act tryst not enough?

I rolled my eyes while sardonically twitching the right end of my lips into a sneer. Who could have ever thought that her face was so thick?

Glancing at Cristoff, I saw how his reaction suddenly changed in the presence of her, and I just hated it. His mouth hung with lips slightly parted, and his brown eyes seemed to have enveloped with mixed regret and sadness. I just loathed it for no apparent reason that I wanted to smash his head against the desk to make him realize some sense.

Does he still have feelings for Vanessa?