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
Relief and panic clashed inside her chest. Relief, because it was Damien, not some stranger with cold eyes lurking in the hall. Panic, because what if it was him? What if every twist, every text, every shadow came back to him? Lola swallowed hard, forcing her voice steady. “Nothing. Just… didn’t sl
Liv gave her a look. “What the hell was that about?” Lola forced a shrug, but her throat felt dry. She couldn’t explain not without opening the floodgate of everything else. And then, just as she lifted her coffee to her lips, she caught sight of it. On the inside of her mug, etched faintly into
The alarm clock blared at seven, but Lola was already awake. She slapped it silent and sat up, her body aching from the awkward half-sleep she’d managed in short, jagged bursts. Her head pounded, her mouth tasted stale, and her nerves buzzed like live wires under her skin. The first thing she did w
On the floor, just inside the threshold, lay a folded piece of paper that hadn’t been there before. Her stomach plummeted. With trembling fingers, she bent to pick it up. The words scrawled across the page made her blood run cold: “I see you.” Lola’s hand trembled around the paper. The words blur







