Chapter Thirty-Four
Mia I can’t stop smiling. My professor just called me out in class—for the first time—praising my project in front of everyone. Me. Mia. The same girl who spent all summer buried in books now feels unstoppable. My cheeks are still warm from embarrassment and pride. My hands tremble a little as I pack up my notebook. The first thing I do? Call Liam. “Liam!” I yell the second he picks up. “You sound happy,” he says, grinning through the screen. “I’m beyond happy! I… I nailed it! He said my analysis was… perfect!” He laughs, and it’s that warm sound that makes everything feel right. “See? I told you—you’ve got this. You always did.” We celebrate together, laughing, teasing, and promising each other little rewards for the hard work. I tell him about the other students’ reactions, how so
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