Cassandra

The next day, Gyle accompanied me to breakfast. I didn't want to have breakfast alone because the dining room and the table felt too big and lonely for me. Gyle was sitting across from me, and ever since he sat down, he had been strangely looking at me.

"Come on, Gyle. What's going on? Why are you looking at me like that?"

He pretended not to know what I was talking about. "I don't know what you're talking about, Cassandra. I'm not looking at you."

"You've been looking at me since you got here. You want to tell me something."

"I'm just thinking, Cassandra."

"What are you thinking about?"...