Ethan's POV
I pulled into my usual spot in the college parking lot, killing the engine of my sports car. The morning sun glinted off the polished hood, casting reflections across the asphalt like scattered diamonds.
Through the windshield, I caught sight of Stella heading toward the building. Her hair bounced with each step, and she had that determined walk she always got when she was running late to class. My fingers itched to text her, to catch her attention, but I held back. She'd kill me if I made her later than she already was.
The movement in my side mirror caught my attention. Tiffany and Daniel strolled past, her arm wrapped around his waist like a python strangling its prey. Daniel's designer shoes clicked against the pavement with each overconfident step.
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