Adrian POV
I shouldn't be here.
From my spot behind the library column, I watch Jules carry a cardboard box down her dorm steps. Maya follows with another box, and even from fifty yards away, I can see how thin Jules has gotten in just four days.
"Cross, you coming to practice?" Tyler's voice behind me makes me jump.
I step away from the column quickly. "Yeah. Just heading there now."
Tyler follows my gaze across the quad. "Still watching her, huh?"
"No," I lied.
"Right." He claps my shoulder. "Coach sees you anywhere near her, you're done. You know that."
I know. I've known since the team meeting when Coach made it crystal clear—stay away from Jules or lose everything.
Tyler heads toward the athletic complex, but my feet won't move. I watch Jules trip on the bottom step, the box
