Sasha’s Pov
The air in the dorm felt like it had teeth; they were sharp, biting, and impossible to ignore.
I stood near the window, chest rising and falling too fast, the cold glass biting into my spine. Outside, rain had begun to fall in silent, relentless sheets, turning the world into a blurred watercolor of gray and silver. But inside, everything felt too defined. Every breath. Every heartbeat. Every memory of his mouth on mine.
Alex had come back into the dorm, and he hadn’t moved since then. He stood frozen at the center of the room like a storm barely contained in human skin. His fists were clenched so tightly the tendons in his hands looked like ropes, and his chest rose with slow, controlled fury, like thunder building behind stone.
The kiss still hung in the air between us li
