Nicole’s POVWhen I got back from class that day, I thought the worst part of my day was already over.I was wrong.The moment I opened the door and saw her standing there in lingerie, staring at me like I was some intruder, my energy just… dropped.“Who the fuck are you?” she had demanded.“I live here,” I said quietly.“How is that possible?”“I don’t know,” I muttered. “When Odell comes, you can ask him. I’m really tired. I need to rest.”And I walked past her into my room.If the day couldn’t get worse, it did.The boys in my class had already humiliated me. The party invitation. The stripper comment. The stares.All I wanted was my bed.Instead, I had to deal with Odell’s girlfriend.I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, trying not to cry again.Then came the knock. Sharp and impatient.I opened the door.Isabella didn’t wait for permission. She pushed past me and stepped into my room, scanning everything, my suitcase, my books,
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