The moment I got inside the dorm, I rushed to the bed and jumped on it, swinging my legs in pure joy. I had finally found my Mr. Right. My heart was bursting with happiness.
I couldn’t stop replaying the night in my head — how incredible he was, how he made me feel like a real woman for the first time. I couldn’t wait to be with him again, to feel his hands on me, his lips on mine, and hear him call me the prettiest girl in the world.
Just then, Tracy stepped out of the bathroom, towel-drying her hair.
“Amanda, you’re back!” she said with a grin. “So… how was it?”
“It was magnificent,” I replied, sitting up with a dreamy smile. “He was so sweet and so intense at the same time. I’ve never met anyone like him. I told you he was different from what you heard.”
“I was just trying to prot
