The library was quieter than usual. Only the sound of typing, the distant hum of the ventilation system, and the occasional creak of a shelf filled the air.
Jenna rubbed her eyes and took a deep breath, staring at the glow of her laptop screen. Her fingers paused above the keyboard, the fatigue gnawing at her bones. She looked to her side. Maren’s seat was empty.
“She just went to pick something up. She’ll be back soon,” Jenna whispered to herself, then sighed, brushing her hair away from her tired face.
With a scoff of frustration, she reached for her phone and checked the time.
10:03 PM.
Her heart dipped. She hadn’t realized it was this late. Everyone else had left. Only a few students remained scattered across the far corners of the library. The moonlight outside spilled faintly ac
