Bella’s Point of View
I thought it is just master and my classmates’ gazes that will make me uncomfortable while staying inside the classroom, but it seems like there’s one who tops them all—the stranger’s stare. He have been looking at me all throughout the class, and I am not paranoid or what; he is really looking at me.
During class, I don’t know how many times I caught him looking at me and master. And its not like he is saying or doing anything, he just stare. And when I meet his gaze, it’s me who pulls away since I feel so awkward and weird.
“Are you okay?” Master asked as soon as we got out of the room. “You seemed off all throughout the class,” he pointed out. His voice was low and gentle. Then he grabs my hand to intertwine with his.
I wanted to protest and pull my hand away
