HAZEL POV
The morning sun flooded the room, forcing me out of a heavy, dreamless sleep. I sat up on my bed, my muscles aching from the meltdown I had suffered on the bathroom floor hours ago.
Winter and Mila were already there, sitting on Winter's bed with their laptops open.
"I'm telling you, his entire locker was cleared out by 7:00 a.m.," Mila said. "One of the fraternity guys saw his car tearing out of the residential gates before sunrise. He completely withdrew from the university."
"Good riddance," Winter hissed. "The less of those psycho bikers on this campus, the better."
I cleared my throat softly, sliding my legs out from under the duvet. "Who withdrew?"
Both of their heads snapped toward me. Mila scrambled off the bed, her face breaking into a smile. "Lucian Vane, Hazel. W
