ALEENA's POVThe dorm hallway was too bright, the lights humming over my head as I clutched my bag in front of me, my legs unsteady. The ache between my legs was a constant reminder of what I hand let Lorcan do, and what he had refused to finish.I reached the door, paused and listened. There was no sound coming from inside. I took a deep breath, turned the key as quietly as I could and stepped inside.Mira was sitting on her bed in pajama shorts and an oversized t-shirt, her hair pulled up in a messy bun. She looked up when I entered, and her eyes went immediately to my face, then down to my wrinkled clothes, my bare legs beneath the short hem of my dress, my hair that I didn't remember to smooth.I was extremely lucky I had thought to carry extra clothes and changed before I even came back to the dorm."Well, well, well," she said, dragging out each word. "Look what the library spat out.""Don't start." I dropped my bag and moved toward my closet, needing distance from her sharp gaze
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