Chapter Thirty-Two
Mia It’s late, and the campus is quiet. Most students are tucked away in their dorms, buried in assignments or asleep, but Liam and I are sitting on a bench under the big oak tree near the quad. The same tree we joked about claiming as ours during my first week here, now bathed in the soft glow of streetlights. We’ve spent the afternoon wandering the campus together, showing each other our new routines, laughing at the ridiculousness of dorm life, and stealing glances that speak louder than words. Now, in this quiet moment, it feels like the world has shrunk to just us. “I can’t believe how fast these two months went,” I say softly, resting my head on his shoulder. He squeezes my hand gently. “Yeah. But we survived.” I lift my head to look at him, searching his eyes. “Not just surviv
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