The crisp morning air felt good in Stella's lungs as she Walks beside her roommate, Blessing, she almost felt normal again. Their laughter, sparked by some silly anecdote about a mutual friend, echoed lightly as they passed through the university's main gate.
"I'm telling you, Stella," Blessing said, wiping a tear from her eye, "the way he tripped over his own feet… I thought I was going to die!"
Stella giggled, the sound feeling foreign but welcome. "He'll never live it down. We have to—"
The purr of a sleek, black sedan rolling to a stop beside them cut her off. The passenger window slid down smoothly, revealing the sharp, handsome features of Lecturer Frank. His smile was a practiced work of art, all white teeth and charm, but to Stella, it now looked like a warning label.
"Good mor
