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Chapter 44

Author: TemsRay
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-01 13:07:18

“You’re seriously telling me you’d give up dorm life?” Daph raised a brow, her head tilted as she spun her iced coffee between her palms. “The chaos. Ramen. The late-night gossip. Freedom. That’s, like, half the college experience.”

I snorted and stirred my smoothie. “You make it sound like a wild party every night.”

She smirked. “That’s because it kind of is. Or at least it should be. Come on, Lia you and me, same dorm hall, midnight pizza runs, sneaking into the media lab to binge old rom-coms. You can’t tell me you don’t want that.”

I did want that.

Desperately.

But I also knew better than to dream out loud.

“Ruben would never allow it,” I finally muttered, twirling the straw between my fingers.

“Let me guess,” Daph said, rolling her eyes. “It’s the security. The watchful eyes. The ‘Mrs. Delwunco must be escorted at all times’ rule.”

“Exactly that.”

She leaned back against the metal chair, sighing. We were seated at our favorite corner spot in the café near campus where we used to
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