Arya’s POV

My eyes opened. It was dark, but I could see. Without hesitation, I needed no one to tell me I was not in my room, nor was I in Chamberlin’s. It was that muscle-woody smell that told me everything. Turning quietly, I was met with the most handsome man I had ever seen.

Chase King.

Events from last night trickled in, and a slow smile began to spread on my lips, but suddenly it stopped. Until now, I never knew two truths could exist.

1. I loved Chase. With all my heart. He’s been on my heart, except that my jealousy had led me to do things I...