Rory's POV

The first thing I noticed was her smile.

It was bright, playful, almost too wide for the shadows we were living in.

“Wow, you look like you’ve been carrying a storm cloud around all day,” Maya said as I dropped onto the dorm bed. “What happened? Did a professor glare at you too hard? Or” she smirked, lowering her voice“is this about the brooding one with the haunted eyes?”

I shot her a look, but my heart jumped. She didn’t know how close she was.

“You’re ...