Lilith's POV
Brielle and I practically became the library that afternoon—highlighters bleeding into textbooks, fingers cramping around pens, the kind of study grind that leaves your brain fried but weirdly satisfied.
We grabbed greasy burgers off-campus after, trading calculus shortcuts and stupid jokes until the streetlights flickered on.
For once, my phone stayed silent.
No Jarek. No Kieran lurking outside my window.
And the next few days? Radio silence. Like they'd all vanished into thin air.
Not that I was complaining.
Well. Mostly.
The one exception? Daegan.
Every. Damn. Morning.
The only thing bugging me? Morning rides to school with Daegan.
It's not awkward, exactly—he barely talks—but his presence makes me tense, like one wrong glance will expose all my secrets.
I'd
