Sharon’s POV

The early morning air was cool against my skin as I walked back to campus from Douglas’s house. The sky was overcast, dull shades of gray filtering the sunlight as I moved slowly, my thoughts swirling with the events of the past few days. The scandal, the accusations, and the looming tension still weighed heavily on my shoulders. Yet, despite it all, a strange sense of closure settled within me. Douglas’s reassuring presence last night, his quiet ...