FAZER LOGINThe night settled softly, like it wasn’t ready to make demands.Lola sat cross legged on the bed, laptop open but untouched, the glow of the screen reflecting thoughts she wasn’t ready to face. Outside, laughter drifted up from the quad college life in motion, unaware of the quiet gravity in her roo
Morning didn’t rush them.Sunlight slipped in gently, catching dust in the air and painting the room in soft gold. Lola woke with a strange, unfamiliar feeling peace. The kind that didn’t disappear the moment she opened her eyes.She was still in the middle.Jake lay on his back to her left, arm ben
The lights were off, but no one was asleep.Lola lay on her side, facing the wall, listening to the soft rhythm of breathing behind her. The room felt different in the dark smaller, warmer, more honest. There was no tension pressing down anymore, no threat humming under the surface.Just awareness.
Night arrived quietly.Not like before no alarms in Lola’s chest, no edge in the air. Just the soft hum of the dorm settling down, doors closing, laughter fading into low conversations and music drifting through walls.Lola stood at the window, arms folded loosely, watching the lights outside blink
The afternoon stretched out in a way that felt unfamiliar.Not tense.Not hurried.Just… open.Lola walked across campus with Jake and Damon flanking her not guarding, not hovering, simply there. The whispers still existed, but they were background noise now, like traffic she no longer needed to loo
Morning light slipped through the blinds in thin, pale lines.Lola woke slowly, awareness returning in layers. Warmth first. Then weight. Then the quiet certainty that she wasn’t alone.Jake was half-reclined against the headboard, one arm relaxed behind her shoulders, his breathing slow and even. D
“…What’s going on here?” Liv asked slowly, her voice deceptively calm, but her eyes betrayed something sharper suspicion, maybe even hurt. Lola’s stomach twisted. Damn it, no. Not like this. “Nothing,” she said quickly, her voice tight. She grabbed Damien’s arm, trying to push him toward the doo
The morning sunlight pierced through the blinds, cutting sharp lines across Lola’s bare skin. Her sheets still smelled like heat, sweat, and sin and echo of everything that had happened the night before. She lay still, her pulse thrumming, listening for movement in the dorm. Nothing. Just silence.
“Damien…” she whispered, half plea, half warning. His mouth stilled for a moment against her skin, and she felt him breathe her name like a prayer. “Lola.” That single word carried a weight that made her chest ache. She should’ve stopped. Every logical part of her screamed this was reckless. But
But even as his words settled over her like a shield, Lola’s gaze darted to the lifeless body on her floor. The Watchers had eyes everywhere. And if this was just the opening move… She wasn’t sure any of them were ready for what came next. The room was still heavy with silence, though silence wasn







