OUR UNEXPECTED UNIVERSE
Later that afternoon, Antonia found a quiet, isolated alcove in the university library to review her notes.
The vast room was silent, filled only with the faint scent of old paper and the soft rustle of pages. But the peaceful atmosphere shattered when a tall shadow fell across her desk.
She looked up to find Tristan standing over her.
He didn’t have his usual bright, approachable smile anymore. Instead, his jaw was clenched, and his eyes carried an aggressive, frustrated intensity as he leaned over her table, cornering her against the bookshelf.