Serena Rosette
I stepped into the college building, feeling the weight of the past five days still clinging to me. I had barely had a chance to come up for air. Five days spent in Mason’s arms, his touch, his presence completely consuming me. It felt like I’d disappeared from the world, from everything outside of him. The intense connection, the shared passion, the quiet moments between us—it was all-consuming in a way that made it hard to focus on anything else.
But now, stepping into the familiar halls of college again, it felt like I was waking up from a dream. A very good dream. And it was strange. I had spent the last five days in his world—his rules, his touch, and now, I was back in mine. Or was it still his? Everything about those days with Mason had blurred the line between my w
