By the next week, the new semester was finally settling into its rhythm.Classes were back, the hostel was loud again, and Felicity was learning how to coexist with her new roommates — Charity, Mope, and Bisola.So far, it wasn’t bad. Charity was surprisingly easy to live with most of the time — neat, funny, and sociable in that confident way that made people listen when she spoke. If Felicity hadn’t known about her and Leon, she might’ve liked her instantly.Still, there was always that tiny voice in her head whispering, Careful.That afternoon, the room was warm and filled with chatter. Bisola was painting her nails by the window, Mope was trying to untangle her hair, and Charity sat cross-legged on her bed folding laundry and talking about the latest gossip from Block B.Then Mope, out of nowhere, said, “Abeg, did you people hear that gist about Winnifred?”“What about her?” Charity asked, her tone curious but guarded.Mope grinned. “Apparently, she’s telling people that Leon kisse
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