ログインELENA’S POV2:41 a.m.The dorm room was silent except for the soft hum of my laptop and the occasional distant laugh from someone still awake somewhere on the floor. My eyes burned. My neck ached. I had been staring at the screen for so long the blue light felt like it was searing itself into my brain.I should have been asleep. I should have left the investigation alone the way Dr. Reyes kept warning me to. But the empty private folder where my article used to live still stared at me every time I opened my laptop, and the anonymous message still sat in my phone like a live wire."Someone who’s supposed to be loyal just burned you. Check who had access."I had dismissed Lora. I had dismissed Jax almost immediately. It had to be Lucas. Everything always came back to Lucas.So I went after him.I started with the public records I already knew how to dig through — the same tools I used for every story. Old social media archives that people thought they deleted. I told myself I was just f
NOAH'S POVThe clock on my bedroom wall struck midnight.My dorm room was dark except for the blue glow of my phone and the faint orange streetlight bleeding through the half-closed blinds. I sat on the edge of my bed, my elbows on my knees, the screen burning into my eyes. The room smelled like leftover rain and the faint citrusy fragrance of Ethan's one night stand. One could say that an injury would stop his whoring ways but that wasn't Ethan.I had been turning the same pieces over for hours.Elena’s laptop being accessed. The private article gone. The high school files Lucas had waved in her face like trophies. Jax’s sudden quietness. The way he kept checking his phone during practice like it might explode. The fight in the classroom. The way he looked at me afterward — not just angry, but guilty.Something was wrong.I opened the notes app on my phone and started typing everything out the way I used to break down game charts.- Lucas has the files. - Elena’s private draft disa
ELENA'S POV I sat at a small table on the second floor, my notebook open in front of me, pretending to review the notes Jax had promised to return to me. The truth was I was hiding from the way Noah had behaved. From the way my own heart kept betraying me every time I thought about him and I just didn't expect him to find me here. The heavy wooden door at the end of the aisle creaked open, and for a moment the low murmur from the study room downstairs drifted up before the door swung shut again. I looked up out of habit, the way anyone would and my stomach dropped. Noah walked in. He was still in his practice clothes with gray hoodie, sweatpants, hair damp and messy. His eyes swept the rows once, twice, and then found mine across the long aisles of books like they always did like magnets and his jaw locked. He didn't sit down. He didn't pretend to look for a book. He walked straight toward my table, long strides eating up the distance between us, and the few students still scattered
NOAH'S POVThe text from Ethan came in at 7:12 p.m.I was in my dorm, half-watching Game Of Thrones for the fourth time on my laptop, half-thinking about the way Elena had looked at me at the party when she saw me with Ashley. Ethan: Heads up. Elena agreed to dinner with Jax tonight. Said she needs her notes back. Don’t do anything stupid.I stared at the screen for three full minutes. Three minutes of my brain refusing to process the words. Three minutes of my heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted out. Three minutes of that hot rage rising in my chest again, the same one that had made me swing on Jax in class, the same one that made me follow her in the rain, and the same one that made me want to burn everything down just to keep her close."Dinner with Jax."Why the fuck was she having dinner with Jax? What was her motive? Was is a comeback for being with Ashley? If it was, it's downright petty and immature. I stood up so fast my chair scraped loudly against the floor. My h
ELENA’S POVThe party was loud, chaotic, and exactly the kind of place I didn’t want to be. But apparently Lora would not hear about it. After telling her about the night everything happened between Noah and I, she couldn't believe it."What the hell was that, Elena?" Lora had all but screamed. "You've both crossed a really dangerous line."Music thumped through the frat house like a second heartbeat, bass vibrating up through the floorboards into my bones. Red Solo cups littered every surface. People laughed too loud, danced too close, and pretended the world outside didn’t exist. I’d only come because Lora dragged me, promising it would be “good for me” to get out after everything with Noah, promising it'll be the best for my mental health like this party was helping my mental health right now.I regretted it the second I saw him.Noah stood near the makeshift bar in the living room, a red cup in one hand, the other resting casually on the small of a blonde girl’s back. She was beau
NOAH'S POV The knock on her door was soft and I knew she had heard it by all means.I stood in the dimly lit hallway of her dorm building, blood still drying on my hoodie, my split lip throbbing with every heartbeat. My knuckles burned where they’d split open against Jax’s face. I shouldn’t be here. I should’ve gone back to my own room, iced my hand, and tried to forget the way my friend’s words had cut deeper than any punch.But I couldn’t stay away. The door opened. Elena stood there in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and sleep shorts, hair messy like she’d been tossing and turning. Her eyes widened the second she saw me with the blood on my lip, the bruise blooming along my jaw, and the raw splits on my knuckles. For a split second, something soft and worried flashed across her face. Then it hardened into that familiar fire I craved like oxygen.“What the hell happened to you?” she demanded, her brows furrowing obviously not liking the sight of me on her doorstep.I didn’t answer
ELENA’S POV The lecture hall smelled like damp notebooks and desperation, a scent that was currently doing nothing to inspire my "fresh start." I slid into a seat halfway up the tiered rows, the wood creaking under my weight as students filtered in around me. Behind me, a guy was arguing with his f
NOAH’S POV The penthouse apartment I shared off-campus smelled like a locker a suffocating cocktail of stale sweat, cold takeout, and the undeniable, pungent scent of Jax’s gym socks. I wrinkled my nose as I crossed the threshold. Most times, my teammates were absolute pigs, and tonight, the mess f
ELENA’S POV The North Dorms’ lobby was a haven of fluorescent lights and the smell of different fragrances but it felt like a sanctuary compared to the suffocating luxury of that Mercedes. I didn't stop to catch my breath or to shake off the water. I sprinted for the elevator, my heart slamming aga
NOAH’S POV The interior of my car usually felt like a sanctuary but as the door slammed shut and Elena Voss scrambled into the passenger seat, the air didn't just change, it vanished. She looked like a disaster. Her blonde hair was a matted, dark gold mess, plastered to her forehead and neck. Her







