The rest of the day went by a lot smoother than I had expected, which was both a relief and a little unnerving. For the first time in a while, people seemed to stay off my case, giving me the space I needed to just… exist without constantly looking over my shoulder. But the relief was only partial. There were still a few guys in my class who hung around, not openly confronting anyone, but keeping a sharp eye on every person who came near me. Every glance, every subtle movement, it felt like they were cataloging it all. I knew, without a doubt, that they were reporting back to Jax, eager to prove their loyalty. It was almost theatrical—how obvious it was that they wanted everyone to know that they were under his orders, acting as his eyes and ears. Each whispered conversation and sideways g
