I didn’t go home that night.

Instead, I curled up on a bench at the hospital and slept the night there.

When I woke up the next day, I had a high fever.

My phone didn’t ring at all the whole night. Adrian didn’t call me a single time.

“Heartthrob…” Sitting on the bench, I called Fredrick. “I’ve thought about what you said about studying abroad.”

“Stephie, are you unwell?” Fredrick asked in concern when he heard something was off with my ...