The Wrong Cupid Arrow

Gabriella Morris had a long journey ahead of her. Her slim fingers tightened on the steering wheel as she drove. On the other side of the phone, her grandmother’s voice filled the car. “You were supposed to be arriving at the dorm by now. What happened?” her grandmother asked in a nonchalant tone. From that casual voice, Gabriella knew her grandmother was probably busy working on one of her paintings. She smiled nervously. “Nothing, just some simple delays. Nothing serious.” “Nothing serious, you say?” her grandmother repeated. There was a brief silence, as if she was thinking before speaking again. “Gabriella, I allowed you to leave and start your life afresh in a new area like you insisted. But I don’t want you going wild.” “Of course, Granny,” Gabriella replied cheerfully, rolling her eyes. “I honestly don’t want you to turn out the way your mother did,” her grandmother said bluntly. Gabriella’s expression changed instantly. Her mind swirled back to the day she decided to l

Only one thought echoed in Gabriella’s mind.How could he lick his finger so absentmindedly, without hesitation? Didn’t he care how that would make her feel?Then his words rang in her ears again, and with Norman staring at her so closely, she found it hard to think properly.“I… I didn’t,” she muttered — an obvious lie.She had missed him every day since he left. The memories of their laughter, their small arguments, their careless teenage days still lingered in her heart. A part of her had always wished for those moments to return.“Why is that?” he asked. His expression shifted — no longer casual, but mischievous.There was no real answer she could give. There was no reason she hadn’t missed him.“I…” she fumbled, searching desperately for a lie.Before she could finish, Norman stepped closer. Gabriella swallowed and shifted backward instinctively. Sensing her movement, Norman suddenly caught her waist and lifted her onto his lap.Gabriella gasped.Being this close sent a dangerou

Solmere State University lay in the heart of Solmere, one of the greatest universities in the country. It welcomed students from across the nation and even from overseas. With the new semester beginning and freshmen flooding the campus, every club had camped outside, proudly displaying banners and posters to attract new members. It was a vibrant day — especially for Gabriella, who found herself drawn into the lively atmosphere. Music played from different booths, students laughed and shouted invitations, and colorful flyers fluttered in the air. Everywhere she walked, people tried to pull her into their world. Some urged her to join the cheerleading squad, praising her slim figure and natural beauty. Others encouraged her to try the science club, insisting she looked intelligent and reserved. Gabriella smiled politely and kept moving. She wanted to join a club — but neither cheerleading nor science appealed to her. She was searching for something different. Something adventu

Gabriella stepped out of the taxi, and a massive open gate stood before her. From a distance, music pulsed through the night air. For a few seconds, she remained still, calming her racing nerves. It’s okay, Gabriella. It’s just a party. Go in, find Andy… then leave. A few people walked through the gate, laughing loudly. Gathering her courage, Gabriella followed them up a winding hill road. On one side stretched a quiet glass garden, reflecting flickering lights from ahead. With every step, the music grew louder. A huge villa came into view — glowing under colorful floodlights. People crowded the front yard, dancing, drinking, laughing. Smoke drifted from somewhere near the pool, and cheers erupted from the back. “Nice dress, girl!” someone shouted as Gabriella passed. Her pink dress hugged her figure beautifully, and her soft makeup made her glow under the lights. She smiled shyly and stepped inside, scanning the crowded house for Andy. The music thundered inside. The air smelle

Morning came as sunlight slipped through the room, and Gabriella slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Norman’s face right in front of her. She wasn’t surprised at first. She had imagined many mornings where she woke up with Norman beside her, so she thought this was just another one of those dreams. But this morning felt real. She lifted her hand and gently brushed her fingers across Norman’s sleeping face. She could feel his warm skin. As the seconds passed, her realization grew—until Norman slowly opened his eyes. Gabriella jolted upright on the bed. He was really there. In her bed. “Morning, Gabi,” he muttered behind her. Her heart began to race as memories of last night tried to return. Why was she sleeping with Norman? “Norman, what are you doing in my room?” she asked nervously. Did they… do something they shouldn’t have? Norman sat up, shirtless, leaned forward, and rested his head near her shoulder as he looked at her. Gabriella turned to him, his fa