COLEEN
I stood at the shuttle stop outside campus like I wasn’t freezing to death.
The early January chill crept into my boots and bit at my ankles, but I didn’t move. I just kept refreshing the screen of my phone, checking the last message Hayden sent.
Hayden: Just landed. I’m on my way back to school.
That was the best text I’d gotten since he left. He was finally back.
My heart had been racing since he texted that. That was how much I’ve missed him. It felt funny to even admit that to myself.
Who would have thought that the man who used to terrorize me in high school would keep on torturing me in college but in the best way. A way I never would have imagined.
It had been three weeks.
Three weeks without hearing his voice in real life.
Three weeks of short messages, tired video
