Something was up. Ammy could essentially smell it in the air, really. Her mates were conspiring against her. As insane as that might sound. She glared as she adjusted.

"You sound paranoid, Ammy", pointed Jane out, both eyebrows raised.

Ammy grunted. "I know how it sounds. But... I can't help it. They're whispering. Conversations just stop when I enter the room. They're being secretive. And after Jason and I had a fight, when we got back together, we promised to be... better. No more secrets."

Jane heaved a sigh as she looked at him from her own desk. After the incident, when Sebestian had been working hard, Jane had returned...