Ginger:

Doom is an understatement of the condition I am in at the moment. Seeing Hu watching from his window makes it worse. It's like he feeds off my misfortune and enjoys it.

"I have to make this right," I mutter, slumping onto the bed and pulling out my phone.

I type the words, "How to fall utterly in love with my boyfriend," into the search bar. For minutes, I scroll endlessly, looking for the perfect solution to forget Hu and focus on Caspian, but I find nothing. With a frustrated groan, I ...