Adah's POV
I woke up looking like a complete mess. Dark circles ringed my eyes from barely sleeping all night, tossing and turning in my bed like a crazy person. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could think about was that kiss with Jayden.
Why was I acting so weird about it? It wasn't that serious - just a stupid kiss to shut me up. But then why couldn't I stop replaying it in my mind? The way his lips felt against mine, the way my body had responded despite my anger, the way my heart had raced when he pulled me close.
Was I losing my mind? I had to be. There was no other explanation for why I was obsessing over a kiss from one of my tormentors.
"Get it together, Adah," I muttered to myself as I dragged myself out of bed. "You're acting like a lovesick teenager."
But even as I said
