CORRIE

My eyes glued to the TV screen. For the past three days I was dragged hell and back for my affair with Devon. The media had traced my workplace to Pinnacle Prep and parents were already on the school's neck to fire me.

Then there was Emmette who continued to avoid the media no matter how much they dragged him for issuing a public divorce.

As much as I felt bad for him, I was still mad at him for his comment the other day.

The TV winds off, I looked over to Salem who casually dropped a bowl in front of me.

"Stop rotting your brain with the...