Se connecterBarbara’s povFor a moment after Cheryl spoke, nobody moved and nobody breathed.The gym suddenly felt too small for all three of us.It felt too hot and too tense.I could still feel Tristan’s hand on my waist even though he had already stepped away from me. My lips still tingled from the kiss, and somehow that only made the situation worse because Cheryl noticed everything.Every glance, every breath, every inch of distance between us and judging by the look on her face, she wanted blood and revenge.“You’re unbelievable,” she whispered, staring at Tristan like she couldn’t recognize him anymore.Tristan’s jaw tightened immediately. “Cheryl, calm down.”“Calm down?” she repeated with a sharp laugh. “You want me to calm down after I walk in on my fiancé shoving his tongue down another girl’s throat?”My face burned instantly.Tristan sighed heavily. “We’re not doing this here.”“No,” Cheryl snapped. “You don’t get to decide that.”Her eyes landed on me again.It was cold, sharp and
Barbara's povBy the time my last class ended, my head already hurt.It was not the normal kind of headache either.It was the exhausting kind.The kind that came from overthinking too much, pretending too much, feeling too much.Everything lately felt messy, Lily was acting strange alongside the appearance of the letters.Jeremiah suddenly becoming distant because of whatever weird thing was going on between him and Lily.I literally have no idea what’s going on between them. We’re all confused whether it’s a situationship or whether they’re actually dating each other.No one knows about it and they’re both unwilling to share what’s the reason why they get so mad at each other, then get back to being close after few days later.It is like a cycle that keeps repeating every damn time, I’ve also figured out it is none of my business to ask her about her relationship with him. I would be pissed if she asked about my relationship with Tristan too because we have no idea. It is exhaustin
Tristan’s povThe moment I stepped into our dorm, I already knew peace was not an option.It wasn’t because the room was loud, and also wasn't because Geoffrey was blasting music again or because Jeremiah was throwing basketballs at the wall like a caveman.No. That wasn’t the case at all.It was because both of them were sitting there waiting for me and whenever my brothers waited quietly for me?It usually meant one thing.It meant I was up for hours of interrogation.Geoffrey sat sprawled across the couch near the window, flipping through a notebook lazily while Jeremiah leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed.The second I entered, Jeremiah pointed dramatically. “There he is.”I stopped walking immediately. “Why do you sound like a disappointed father?”“Sit down.” He said.“That sounds threatening.” I teased.“Good.” He replied codly.I sighed heavily and tossed my bag onto the chair near the door. “What now?”Geoffrey glanced up from his notebook. “How was class
Barbara’s PovSomething about that morning already felt off for some wierd reason.Maybe it was because I woke up late and almost wore two completely different shoes to class.Maybe it was because Lily had left the room before sunrise again without saying where she was going.Or maybe it was because I still couldn’t stop thinking about the weird phone conversation from two nights ago.Whatever it was, the feeling sat heavily in my chest the entire morning and unfortunately, it only got worse.“Are you listening to me?”Jeremiah snapped his fingers dramatically in front of my face as we walked down the stone pathway leading toward the academic building.I blinked. “Huh? What were you saying?”He gasped loudly. “You weren’t listening.”“You talk too much.” I pointed out.“That’s not the point.” He rolled his eyes.“It’s always the point.”Jeremiah clutched his chest like I’d mortally wounded him while I laughed softly under my breath.Honestly, being around him has become easy and comfo
Tristan’s povI hated mornings.It was not because I was tired and it wasn’t because of the classes either.It was definitely not because of my training with Barbara at all. In fact, I enjoy the training and I actually look forward to them every time I have one scheduled with her.Training before was always boring because it was always with my brothers, and they were pretty annoying to train with.I hated mornings because this school somehow managed to make every hallway feel like a battlefield before eight o clock.People shoved each other near lockers which pissed me off so muc.First years students ran around like scared rabbits like missing a class would automatically make you fail a class.The teacher on the other side looked two seconds away from losing their sanity.And somehow, Cheryl always appeared out of nowhere before breakfast like a curse specifically designed for me.So yes, mornings were terrible for me. That’s my own take, it’s personal and I don’t think that applies
Barbara’s povI had barely had any sleep, actually I didn’t even have any sleep at all.That was a lie.I did sleep. I was just pulling y’all legs. Having training and lectures mixed every damn day is already stressful enough, surely it’s only a good sleep that can help with the stress.Being with Lily made me a bit tense but also made me feel comfortable because I wasn’t completely alone.At least, I still had someone to stay with me while I rested my head. Oddly, I didn’t feel the need to be on my toes every time she was in the room. Maybe that was the other part of my heart that desperately wanted all these to end and we could go back to how we were without having suspicions every damn day. What I would say though, was that it just wasn’t peaceful.Every time I closed my eyes, my brain replayed the same conversation over and over again. I just couldn’t help but replay the words I heard earlier. It was as if my brain was already programmed to it, and the words were unable to leav







