Zander's POV
Getting things into my head has always been easy, all I have to do is read or listen and on rare occasions, I use my mind, that is I imagine. It's not as luxurious as people may say it is, it is just easy. It's 4:15 and honestly, I have read for around 5 hours and honestly, I am getting kinda tired, I think I will head home. Heading home to my cottage it brushed my mind that I was forgetting something.
Oh s**t, Stella, Stella, how did I even forget, how the hell did I even forget. I quickly change course and headed to her hostel.
I head to her hostel, running with my heels reaching my head. I ask myself. How is she doing?, why haven't seen her today?, how could I have been so selfish I thought while running to her hostel like the fastest man alive. I got to the hostel and
