CLAIRE ANDERSON
The library is quiet, the kind of quiet that settles deep into your bones and makes you forget the world outside exists. I'm hunched over a stack of textbooks, trying to focus on the reading for my Introduction to Legal Studies seminar, but my mind keeps drifting back to the rumors I heard in the cafeteria. Billionaire. Dangerous. Ruined careers. Disappeared students. I shake my head, forcing myself to read the same sentence for the fifth time, but the words blur together into meaningless shapes. I can't concentrate. I can't think about anything except the grey-eyed stranger who's somehow become the center of my world.
My phone buzzes against the table, the vibration loud in the silence. I glance at the screen—unknown number. My heart lurches, and for a moment, I'm convi
