The scent of cheap cologne hit me first, a cloying, familiar stench that made my stomach twist. I spun around, my heart launching into a frantic beat against my ribs. Vaiker. He stood there, leaning against the doorframe of my dorm room as if he owned the place, a smug, nervous energy radiating from him.

How did he get in here? How does everyone keep getting in here?

White-hot, blinding rage exploded behind my eyes. This man. This pathetic, lying snake was the reason for everything. The pain, ...