登入VERA'S P.O.VI waited outside the lecture hall, and a moment later, Hunter came to join me.Without saying a word, he led the way out of the faculty building and onto the open campus grounds.As we walked, I couldn't help but wonder if this was all part of some elaborate plan to get me alone with him.Hunter was never forgetful. He wasn't absent-minded, not even on his worst days, so I couldn't bring myself to believe he had actually forgotten it.He unlocked his truck, and the headlights blinked twice in response.Coming around to my side, he opened the door for me and held out his hand to help me in."You good?" he asked, looking at me before shutting the door."I'm fine," I replied flatly.He closed the door, rounded the front of the truck, and slid into the driver's seat.The engine roared to life, and within seconds, he was driving swiftly off campus.The file he had spent the entire morning with his head buried in sat on the dashboard right in front of me like a silent question.
VERA'S P.O.VEllie and I climbed out of her convertible, the morning sun already warming our skin. She didn't usually drive it, but summer was close, and the weather had been too good to ignore."My driving's always rusty," she said as she slammed the door shut. "It's like I only know how to drive seasonally. It's actually insane.""Why don't you just fix the roof?" I suggested as we started toward the building.She laughed. "I can't fix what doesn't exist. I'd have to buy a whole new one."Then she bumped my shoulder with hers."Or you could just pass your driver's test and start driving me around.""I'm working on it," I said, and for once, I actually meant it.We stepped into the lecture hall and paused just inside the doorway, peering around cautiously like two criminals checking if the coast was clear. It was already ten minutes past nine, but the lecturer wasn't there yet."Thank God," Ellie breathed in relief as we hurried to our usual seats in the corner.We sat down and starte
HUNTER'S P.O.VSince Vera had blocked me on every social media platform, I got lonely. Lonely was an understatement; I was insanely depressed. Until now, I didn't know how little of a social life I had. Vera had Ellie and a handful of friends in our major.I had Vera—only Vera.I was at my lowest, eating ramen out of a cup whilst scrolling through pictures on my phone, pictures of Vera and me, but mostly her because she loved taking pictures. I thought about creating another Instagram account, stalking Vera from there; it'd be fucking easy. I could see how she's doing there, see what she's up to. I exit the phone gallery, tapping on the Instagram icon, already half committed.I had gone through all the steps, and now I had to insert a name. This part was the hardest because all the other names I thought of were taken. I didn't want to put any paedophile, serial killer, fraudulent, sex offender-ish sort of name. *What am I even doing?*We were taking time apart so I could work on my
VERA'S P.O.VA relentless knock rattles my door, each pound more insistent than the last. Whoever was on the other side had been hammering away for what felt like forever, and I could only hope they'd eventually wear themselves out and leave me alone.With a groan, I shoved my hand beneath my pillow in search of my phone and switched it on. As the screen buzzed to life, I briefly considered answering the door, if only so I could glare daggers at whoever had decided to drag me into consciousness this early.I squinted toward the wall clock, it was midday, not early at all.I'd barely slept yesterday, or the night before that, ever since I met with Hunter. I'd meant to sleep in for a little while, but apparently I'd gone and hibernated like an animal.The knocking came again, louder this time, sharp enough to split through my skull.I pushed myself out of bed and stumbled to the door, unlocking it and dragging it open.My parents stood there.Mummy was dressed in one of her dramatic fla
VERA'S P.O.VHere I was, seated beside Hunter, discussing the future of our relationship, when he brought up the question.𝐼𝑓 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑖𝑡, 𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑡, 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛?I watched him, my eyes didn't blink once, after asking his hopeless question, like he didn't even want to work on himself.I had to be firm with my response, show him that I'm serious and mean everything I was going to say."Then that's it, that's the end of our relationship," I replied.Hunter's face remained unreadable, like it had been all day.Why was he giving up before even trying? His question was showing that already.His jaw flexed, as he turned to face the window, and we sat in silence for what seemed like forever.𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠."I have to go, Hunter," I whispered. He turned sharply, like I had pulled him out from his thoughts.I opened the door, about to step out of his truck."Hold on, let me help you," he offere
HUNTER'S P.O.VThe street was empty, except for a few stray cats darting across the road; there was nothing. It was half past twelve. Vera was more than an hour late, but I refused to leave. I knew she'd come eventually. No matter how long she kept me waiting, I was staying. Whatever we said tonight would decide whether our relationship could be saved.I picked up my phone, tempted to call again with the new number I'd gotten, since she blocked the old one. I didn't need to, because she was already here.She stepped out through the back gate—the same one I used to sneak through when we were still keeping our relationship a secret from her overprotective parents.She scanned the street, searching for me. My truck was hidden well, so I flashed the headlights of my truck to show her the way.She walked towards it quickly, her thick curls bouncing with each step.I unlocked the door and got out to help her in, like always. Vera loved big cars-that's why I bought this one. The car was mu







