Olivia
Little by little, we made progress every day. At least, I did. My little book was slowly revealing more and more of itself, but it was all about my life to date. I wanted to read the prophecy the high priestess told us about, but I had a feeling that Jeremy’s hesitation was what was holding us back.
He really didn’t want to find out what the future had in store for us. The same way, I didn’t want to accept that he knew we were mates. I knew I couldn’t push him. He had to make this type of decision in his own time, and I had to give him that time the same way he gave me the time I needed.
I was about to push when we walked into the classroom and the high priestess threw us a curveball. She had another picnic basket packed and gave us the day off to spend out in the fresh air again
