Mag-log in"Don't you have class?" Kiera asked as she bumped into Lyra, who was still in her sportswear.
"Not until 10 a.m.," Lyra replied."Bye then," Kiera said, proceeding to walk away.She had only taken a few steps when she heard Lyra shout, "Seat on the left corner, at the back.""What?" Kiera asked in confusion."If you don't want attention," Lyra added."Oh," Kiera muttered and left.The moment Kiera stepped out of the dorm, she brou“I used to also think you were only an asshole, but it turns out you’re also dumb,” Kiera fired back immediately.She refused to stand there like the pathetic orphan he had called her. How could he be so stupid as to conclude that she had made him run just to get the video? What did she need his stupid fame for?“You called me dumb?” Liam asked as he got closer. Every step he took exuded a chill that made the space feel cold.Kiera stood her ground and looked directly into his eyes. “What are you gonna do about that?”Liam was only a foot away, and in a split second, his hand wrapped around her neck.Kiera choked, her hands grabbing his wrist as she tried to pull his hand away. But she was no match for his strength.“You are crazy,” she struggled to say.“And I could be crazier,” Liam replied in a low, menacing voice.His grip on her neck tightened, and Kiera’s breathing became ragged. She hit his hand desperately as her eyes gradually turned red.Left with no choice, she bit down on
The clock ticked four, and a sigh of relief escaped Kiera. “Last class for the day,” Kiera murmured to herself. “See you all at the next class,” the professor said, adjusting his glasses. Kiera was quick to pack her bags. The moment she stood up, her waist ached badly. “God, I am so tired.” She had been in class all day with no time to rest. She really needed a good sleep. Kiera had barely walked out of the hall when Zara burst in. “Hey.” Kiera’s face immediately dropped. She knew what Zara was there for, and she had no interest. “Hey,” Kiera replied as she proceeded to walk away. “Where are you going? The match is about to start,” Zara said, standing in her way. Before Kiera could give a reply, Zara smiled, interrupting her mid-sentence. “Good. You’re wearing black. Liam’s favorite color is black.” “Fuck Liam and his favorite color,” Kiera wanted to say but refrained. “I am not going,” Kiera said firmly. There was no way she was attending that match. It was as if her
Silas brought the fork to Sienna's lips, and she ate the pasta.Before she could finish what was in her mouth, Silas had already brought another forkful of pasta to her lips."Hey, I haven't finished the one in my mouth," Sienna murmured through a mouthful."Take your time," Silas said gently.Sienna's smile widened. "I love you."Silas leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, the corner of her mouth, and then her lips. Sienna looked straight into his eyes, and their gazes locked."I love you too," Silas whispered.Zara had officially reached her limit.She stared at Sienna and Silas for a few seconds before letting out an exaggerated sigh. "Do you two ever get tired of each other?"Sienna glanced at her boyfriend and smiled. "No.""Disgusting."Zara rolled her eyes and pushed herself to her feet. She had no intention of sitting there and watching them act like they were the only two people in the entire college."I'm leaving.""Where are you going?" Sienna asked."Anywhere I don't ha
"Don't you have class?" Kiera asked as she bumped into Lyra, who was still in her sportswear."Not until 10 a.m.," Lyra replied."Bye then," Kiera said, proceeding to walk away.She had only taken a few steps when she heard Lyra shout, "Seat on the left corner, at the back.""What?" Kiera asked in confusion."If you don't want attention," Lyra added."Oh," Kiera muttered and left.The moment Kiera stepped out of the dorm, she brought out her phone and logged into the Voicemap app. She searched for "Know Your Westbridge."She plugged in her headphones and clicked the start button before slipping her phone into her pocket.With it, she was able to locate the science faculty with ease without having to ask anyone for directions.She entered the lecture hall for her first class at Westbridge. No one was there yet.Following Lyra's advice, she sat in the corner-most seat on the left.
Kiera glanced outside the car at the street. The evening sky had faded into a soft blue, the last traces of daylight lingering above the buildings. Streetlights had begun to glow along the pavement, their reflections shimmering faintly against the damp road.She would have arrived at school by now if not for that damned asshole. Even though her face was calm, silent rage was brewing in her chest.If not for the chauffeur and the maid who were coming to help her arrange her things and had spotted her on the way, she would have jogged all the way to school.Not that she minded. She jogged longer distances anyway. But she was still annoyed by his deceit.She should have known he was up to no good when he offered to ride with her.One thing was certain: she wasn't going to let this go. She was going to take her revenge.The car slowly decelerated, and Kiera gazed up.And there it was—Westbridge College, sitting majestically atop the hill.Kiera's palm clenched into a fist as the car glide
Liam looked through the side mirror and saw Kiera's figure running after him. A smirk formed on his face.“Dumbass,” he murmured.Driving with one hand, he used the other to connect his phone to the car's Bluetooth.“Follow closely behind her. I want a close shot of her face with tears in her eyes,” Liam said.“Yes, sir,” the person on the other end replied.“Once you get the picture, pick her up and drop her at school,” he instructed.“Yes, sir,” the person replied again.Liam ended the call.He wasn't nice enough to offer Kiera a ride to school. Left to him, he wanted to distance himself from her as much as possible.But he had already taken the bet because of Starry. It was Scallete's dream house, and she was the most important person to him. He would do absolutely anything for her.And the bet was quite simple: make Kiera cry.Girls were well known for being delicate. Leaving her s







