Lena
I locked my dorm door three times.
Which was ridiculous.
And embarrassing.
And completely Kane Ravenwood’s fault.
I stood in the middle of my room staring at the handle like it had personally betrayed me.
Outside, snow tapped softly against the window.
Inside, my thoughts were chaos.
Zara sat cross-legged on her bed eating chips.
“You’re pacing.”
“I’m walking.”
“You’ve crossed the room seventeen times.”
“I counted your chips once. We all make mistakes.”
She narrowed her eyes.
“You’re scared.”
“I’m irritated.”
“You’re scared and irritated.”
I dropped onto my chair and tossed my phone onto the desk.
The unknown messages still sat there.
Silent.
Waiting.
Which somehow felt worse.
Zara reached for my phone.
“Blocked?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
I leaned back and stared at th
