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CHAPTER 13: Need of The Moment

Author: Amy Blinkx
last update publish date: 2026-05-04 22:15:23
Adrian's POV

The knock came again, harder this time. It pulled me out of the moment.

I stepped back from the desk and dragged a hand down my face. A lecture hall. I had lost my control in a lecture hall. Damn!

I straightened my collar and forced my breathing to level out before I pulled the door open.

A boy stood in the hallway with his fist raised, ready to knock again. He lowered his hand when he saw me.

I didn't recognize him. I looked him over slowly, the way I looked at anyone who sh
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