Chapter 8

Erica's POV

I slept in Beatrice's room when we came back from the party. The following morning, I went back to my room. Sophia was still sleeping when I came in. As I head out for class, I deliberately pass through where I know I will see Damian.

In as much as I was still angry at him, a part of me still wanted to be around him, still wanted to have his hands on my skin again.

To hear him talk to me, the more I tried to control those thoughts, the stronger it becomes.

I tried to tell myself that what I want is not possible, we both belong to different social classes.

Children of the rich only move with rich children in other to protect their wealth and status.

He can never love a girl like me. On that, I decided to take another turn, to the faculty.

Is that Damian, I found myself asking when I saw him kissing a girl, I got closer to see that he was the one

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