FLASHBACK
JUSTIN’S POV
I push open the door to Katy’s dorm room and almost collide with someone. In the split second before she hits the ground, I grab her wrist and pull her close.
Looking down, Allison’s face meets mine, her cheeks flushed, eyes wide, and a familiar spark lighting her expression.
“Justin!” she slurs, her smile widening. “You’re here too.”
I glance around the room and it’s just her and me here. No one else.
She reeks of alcohol, and even as she steps back, the wobble in her stance tells me she’s had more than enough.
“Why are you drinking again?” I ask, reaching out, but before I can touch her, she bolts. She dashes back into her room and comes out with a bottle of wine, giggling as she takes a swig.
I sigh.
This is the third time I’ve walked in here and found
