Fantine

We managed to get away from the old dormitory after a wild scramble through the back window because Riley threw a heavy wooden crate at Selene to block her shot, but the tension didn't leave my bones even after we locked ourselves inside the library for a late-night study session to maintain our public routine. The large table was covered in sports marketing textbooks and press release drafts, but my mind was stuck on the diary hidden in my bag and the fact that my sister was actively hunting us, so I was losing my focus with every minute that passed.

"You've been staring at that same paragraph for...