The drive away from the familiar, wrought-iron gates of the campus felt like a crossing into a different world. Bella pressed her forehead against the cool glass of the car window, watching the streetlights blur into long, golden ribbons. The further they got from the dorms, the tighter the knot in her stomach became.
"Molly, this is crazy," Bella whispered, her voice barely audible over the thump of the music playing on the radio. "We actually left the campus. What if we get caught? What if something happens out here? I’m scared, Zee."
Molly, who was busy applying a final layer of lip gloss in the passenger seat, reached over and squeezed Bella’s hand. "Relax, Bella! Everyone is out tonight. The guards were practically sleeping at the gate. Besides, you need this. No books, no Alpha Dad
