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“Sorry for being late,” Sabrina said in a quiet, low voice; it trembled, betraying a slight nervousness. “Well, well,” I thought, “someone is worried about missing out on learning” So, she does have a sense of duty after all, just probably buried so deep inside her that she herself doesn’t even know it exists.

“No worries, Miss Venters, please come in,” Mrs. Preston replied.

Satisfied again that nothing major was happening, I closed my eyes and tried to go back to my self-reflection mode when I felt a slight movement next to me.

“Hey, I’m actually sleeping here,” I grumbled.

“Oh, please, never mind me, as always” Sabrina replied.

I gave her a fleeting glance. Yes, beautiful as always. But something was amiss.

Where had all her animosity gone? Not even trying to kick me, as usual?

“I can’t believe my eyes. You actually sat down next to me. Is this a new form of self-flagellation?” I asked sarcastically.

Sabrina didn’t respond but kept staring at the lecturer, pretending I didn’t exist. I looked at her pale face. It seemed like she had shrunk even more, dark circles under her eyes, her hands slightly trembling. Something was up with Sabrina. The only question was how to get her to respond to this “What?”

“Sabrina,” I called quietly.

No reaction.

“Sabrina,” silence.

Oh, how annoying she can sometimes be – by simply ignoring me! Suppressing the burning desire to strangle her, I took her hand. It was cold and it was shaking.

Slowly, she turned to me.

“I thought you were sleeping,” she whispered coldly.

“It's hard to sleep when you're around, dear,” I purred in response. “But…What's wrong? You look troubled.”

“Nothing. Just tired. Lots of work, and then there's Eric…”

Sabrina frowned and freed her hand.

“I have no choice but to… Jack, please talk to him! Please! He’s wrecking the house! Maybe I’m exaggerating, but… Anyway… I can’t handle him alone,” she blurted out in one breath, biting her lip, staring at me expectantly for a reaction.

For a fraction of a second, it seemed to me that I saw a wild spark in her eyes.