Chapter 13.
Mistaken Betrayal.
Rowena's POV
The next morning came like a bitter aftertaste, clinging to my tongue long after the dream had ended. Sleep had offered no comfort, only flashes—his fingers, his voice, the empty ache between my thighs when he vanished like mist before dawn. I hated myself for waking up soaked, hated the way my body betrayed me when Jason touched me.
The corridor was already filled with the soft hum of students moving to class. My shoes clicked against the polished floor, and my heart pounded in in sync, heavy with confusion, fury, and something far more dangerous—longing.
I kept my head low as I walked into the classroom. My eyes didn’t mean to drift, but they did—straight to the front seat, where Jason sat.
He was already there, as if he had waited just
