(Adeline’s POV)I stared blankly at the whiteboard, trying to follow the professor’s ramblings on abnormal behavior theories, but my brain had officially checked out the moment I stepped into class.My leg bounced under the desk, hands nervously clutching my pen as I scribbled useless notes that made no sense.Stay calm. Focus, Adeline. Focus.But it was impossible.My heart wouldn’t stop racing, and every few seconds, flashes of last night slammed into my head like waves. Travis’s lips, his touch, his damn smirk that could set any sane girl on fire. It was a mess. I was a mess.I squeezed my eyes shut. Get it together, Adeline.The worst part? My phone kept vibrating every now and then in my bag. I didn’t have to look to know who it was.The unknown number that popped up just an hour ago, right before class started, was enough proof.Travis.I hadn’t replied, hadn’t even dared to open the chat, afraid that if I saw his words again, my cheeks would catch fire right there in the middle
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