LENAI told myself I wasn’t going to care.I wouldn’t let the image of Adrian with some overly familiar woman—who was obviously his ex-wife—touching him while he held his daughter, ruin my mood. I told myself a lot of things that day. Like how I didn’t want to think about the way my chest twisted when our eyes met across the lot, and how he didn’t push the woman’s hand away fast enough.So I turned around and I walked away. Fast.All the way back to campus, all the way to my dorm, all the way into something I didn’t realize I needed until I saw the two people waiting for me.Mike was on my bed with his legs crossed like he owned the place, swinging a half-eaten popsicle in one hand while Ava sat on her desk chair smirking.“Well, well, well. If it isn’t our mysterious heartbreaker,” Mike chirped, licking the melting cherry off his thumb.“I’m not in the mood.” I tossed my bag down and collapsed beside him.“You look like you swallowed bleach,” Ava said, her eyes narrowing. “Is it abo
ADRIANThe moment Doyle walked into my office without so much as a knock, I already felt the urge to throw something at the wall.Lena quickly stood up from where she sat, smoothing her skirt and glancing between the two of us awkwardly. "I'll just leave now sir, once again, thank you for today." she said, her voice calm but clipped. She didn’t even wait for a reply before walking past Doyle and out the door.He turned to watch her leave, and I saw that smug smirk growing on his face. He leaned against the frame like he owned the place. "Interesting company you're keeping these days, Adrian."I narrowed my eyes. "Do you always barge into people’s offices unannounced?"He shrugged. "Didn’t know I needed permission. Besides, I figured you'd want to see me.""Wrong. What do you want?"He stepped forward and dropped a brown folder on my desk. "Dean asked me to give you these."I stared at it. "You? Why would the Dean send a full professor to play errand boy?"Doyle lifted both hands in mo
LENAI didn’t even bother dressing up. I wanted to look plain, annoyed, and unbothered. If Melissa was going to keep acting like a petty high school bully, then I wasn’t going to give her the satisfaction of seeing me looking a mess."You ready?" Ava asked as we approached the Dean’s building."As ready as I’ll ever be," I muttered, adjusting the strap of my bag.Melissa was already standing by the boardroom door, her arms folded, a smug little smile playing on her lips like she owned the damn campus. She was wearing an outfit that screamed money and ego, and she didn’t even glance at me when I walked up. Typical."Let’s get this over with," she muttered like she was bored and I rolled my eyes.The boardroom was cold, both literally and metaphorically. Two board members, the Dean, Professor Doyle, and Adrian sat at the long table. Adrian didn't look at me when I walked in. He kept his face unreadable. Professional. I took my seat. Melissa walked in like it was her fashion show.The De
THIRD PERSON'S POVFEW DAYS AGO Melissa's heels clicked against the tiled floor as she followed Lena at a distance, ducking behind a tall row of bookshelves when the other girl turned her head. Her arms were crossed, a smirk playing on her lips as she watched Lena enter the far end of the library."Pathetic," she muttered. "Acting like she’s some angel."She trailed behind Lena slowly, eyes narrowing when she spotted her opening her laptop and pulling out her project folder. Melissa crept closer, hiding behind another shelf, barely peeking over the edge. She watched Lena get up and head to the back section."Perfect timing," she whispered.Melissa dashed to Lena's table, inserted a USB drive to the laptop port, and copied the file into it. With a quick glance over her shoulder, she darted toward the library exit.Meanwhile, Lena returned minutes later, carrying two books in her arms. She blinked at her scattered table, her brows furrowing."What the hell...?"She searched the surroun
LENA“Well, well, if it isn’t the little slut who tried to steal my boyfriend last semester.” I heard a voice say from down the hallway.The morning after that incredible night with Adrian felt perfect, I felt like I was floating especially since I was still feeling the lingering touch of his tongue on my body. Ava and I grabbed coffee on the way to school, and everything felt light or so I thought.I stopped mid-step, turned around slowly, and of course, there she was—Melissa fucking Joe. Accompanied by her two ever-loyal minions, Tiffany and Becca. All three looked like they stepped out of a high school movie villain scene.Ava stepped forward immediately. “Don’t start, Melissa.”Melissa smirked. “Relax, Ava. We’re just saying hi.”Melissa walked closer to me until we faced each other eye to eye and scoffed.“Well girls, if it isn’t the campus whore," she said loudly enough for people passing by to hear.I clenched my jaw and tried to avoid her but she blocked my path."Too busy scr
ADRIANI heard the knock again, firmer this time. I frowned, pushing away from the kitchen counter and heading toward the front door. It was almost 10 p.m. and I wasn’t expecting anyone. Nova was asleep, finally, I had my private time with Lena.I checked the peephole and opened the door. "You again?"It was the pizza delivery guy from before.He looked sheepish, holding out a small bag. "Sorry, man. We forgot your garlic knots. They just came out."I took the bag, nodding. "Right. Thanks.""Have a good night.""Yeah. You too."I shut the door and turned to head back into the house. I was halfway through tossing the bag on the counter when I heard the soft footsteps behind me."So," Lena said, arms folded, leaning against the doorframe of the hallway. Her voice was low, curious, not quite accusing yet. "We’re hiding daughters now?"I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "I wasn't hiding her.""You never mentioned her."I looked at her. She was still in the outfit she wore earlier—si