Maddox:
I wasn't sure why I took this class.
Well, okay—I did. My advisor told me I needed a fine arts elective to graduate, and most of the other options were already full. I barely glanced at the professor’s name or the time slot when I enrolled. I just clicked and moved on.
But now, as I walked into the lecture hall with my backpack slung over one shoulder and coffee in hand, I realized maybe fate had a sense of humor after all.
Because there she was.
Juliette.
Sitting in the middle row, her head down as she unpacked her bag.
I stopped in my tracks.
For a second, my brain didn’t even register where I was. I just stared, rooted to the floor like someone had knocked the wind out of me. She looked… God, she looked even better than I remembered.
Not just beautiful— radiant.
Her lo
