ADINNA’S POV
By the time I make it back to my room, I feel like I’ve been dragged through cement and left to dry.
The entire day has been a disaster and one long, humiliating reminder that no matter how early I wake up or how much effort I put in, Jace will always find a way to ruin it.
I spent hours trying to get into the library. Hours. Every single time I showed up, the attendants suddenly found a new “technical issue.” “Come back later,” they said. “It’s under maintenance,” they said.
Yeah, right. Maintenance. At 9 a.m.? At noon? Again at four?
I’m not stupid.
It has his name written all over it. His smug little signature invisible to everyone but me.
So when I open my door and see him sitting comfortably on my bed like it’s his throne, I don’t even bother pretending to be surpr
