Lana’s Point of View
I wobbled towards my dorm room. Classes for the day were over, and I already texted Christian to inform him that I wasn’t going to come back—not after everything that had happened.
There was a rising tension and stiffness in my back. I threw my shoulders up, trying to soften the pain, but the more I proceeded towards the room, the harder my heart pounded in my chest, and I wondered if Xavier was inside.
I didn’t know how to face him after the fight with Christian, and even after he dragged me off, he was missing throughout the whole period we attended class. I could hear just how loud my heart beat was as I opened the door to the room, my eyes quickly darted towards his bed, only when I confirmed it was empty did I step inside with a sigh of relief.
But if Xavier
