Barbara’s povIt was one of those afternoons that felt longer than it should have been.Classes had been dragged and the lectures felt like it was stretched on purpose, like time itself was testing my patience. By the time the final bell rang, my head was already pounding slightly, and all I wanted was to get back to my room, throw my bag somewhere, and just exist in silence and peace.I walked down the hallway with slow, tired steps, adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder.For once, things had been calm and there was no weird tension.There was no Tristan and no drama, it was just classes.And honestly?I should have known it wouldn’t last because it never did.I had just turned the corner that led toward the path to the dorms when I saw them, standing there like they had been waiting.It was Cheryl and her little group.My steps slowed instinctively, not because I was scared and not this time but because I knew, this wasn’t going to be simple.“Look who it is,” Cheryl’s voic
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