Tangled Minds

SIENNA'S POV

I slipped into class, trying to push my conversation with Ronan out of my mind. I knew I was being difficult. I knew I was being warm-watered—neither hot nor cold, neither here nor there—but I couldn’t help it. My feelings were a tangled mess, and no amount of logic or ‘unlogic’ could straighten them out.

Freya was already seated, her notebook open and her pen tapping rhythmically aga