Craving My Mother's Hot Fiancé

e more nervous. I kept my head down with earbuds in, but I w

, and my denim jacket. Nothing fancy. My brown hair was in a ponytail

th everyone else. Whatever happened, I would deal with

on the walls. I saw Aria through the window. Her purple hair was easy to s

pened the door. Aria l

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athing in her familiar scent o

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or her, black coffee for me. We grabbed our drinks

through mine as we w

brick buildings that rose around us, with students everywhere...sitting on

res immediatel

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neck, but I forced myself to keep walking, to not react. T

: "That video was

e me a thumbs up. "Tro

e tiny lift at the

m glad some students aren'

quad when someone slammed

cup, scalding my hand. I

pped with false sweetness

ith her perfect blonde hair, flawless makeup, wearing a tight pink crop

t looked at her, coffee st

Everyone is feeling sorry for poor little Melissa." Her voice rose slightly, making sure pe

tudents around us had stopped to watch. "That's what

eared from

d over my ears, blocking out

fr

but her words were lost. Then someone walked around

hair and dark eyes. The kind of h

n the earmuffs, adjusting them gently over my ears. His hands dropped away. He ste

had gon

heart pounding for entirely different reasons now. It

rage. Her hands clenched into fists. One of her friends grabbed her arm, whispering urgently, but

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way, with Aria hurryi

ce we were out of earshot. "D

trying to process it. "I think so."

.." Aria was practically vibrating. "Do you know what

My hand was still sticky with coffee, an

, pulling me inside.

s around my neck.Professor Chen walked in moments later. Ever

Let's begin wit

oss the paper steadily. The coffee stain on my sweater was cooli

ts, on balance sheets and financial statements.

filed out. A few nodde

through mine. "One

sed to find I meant

stop thinking of Ethan and why he did that. I shrugged, pu