*Lily*

I scribbled notes mechanically, my handwriting a testament to inner disarray, as I tried to keep focus on class.

The way Adrian's eyes had held mine with a trace of disappointment yesterday when I insisted we pretend our night together didn't exist still haunted me.

Who was I kidding? I asked him to pretend it never happened when I couldn't stop thinking about it myself.

What a hypocrite.

Class after class unfolded in a similar ...