Ronan's POV She turned to leave, and I fought the urge to call her back, to say all the things I'd been holding in for three months. Instead, I watched her walk toward the auditorium doors, sunlight streaming through the windows making her hair glow like spun gold.Then I saw him. Through the window overlooking the quad, a figure stood in the shadows of an oak tree. Pale skin, dark hair, dressed entirely in black despite the afternoon warmth. He was watching the building, no, watching the doors, waiting.For Maya. Something cold slid down my spine. An instinct I couldn't name but had learned to trust."Maya, wait," I called before she could exit.She turned, surprised. "Yes?"I moved to the window, looking out at the quad. The figure was still there, completely still in a way that seemed unnatural. "Do you know him? Dark hair, all black clothing, standing by the oak tree?"Maya followed my gaze, and I saw recognition cross her face. "Oh, that's Lucien. He's a transfer student. I met
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