he campus courtyard was completely silent, bathed in the pale, ghostly glow of the moon. The

ept toward the fountain. Her heart was beating a frantic, nervous rhythm against her ribs. She felt like a criminal sneaking ar

n she s

e other. She wore a dark silk shirt that caught the moonlight and her signature leather jacket thrown casuall

sha's dark eyes locked onto her. A slow, tr

rmured, her voice like a soft v

stopping a few feet away, her breath pluming slightly in the cool air

iver down Mehak's spine. She stood up from the fountain edge, c

rs lightly brushing against Mehak's warm cheek. "I'll tell her I needed my favorite marshmallow t

alf-heartedly, though she leaned instinctively

tracing Mehak's cheekbone down to her lower lip. "Soft, swe

only person in the entire universe, all of Sana's warnings evaporated into thin air. The guilt, the fear, the

Natasha's dark, unreadable expression. "Out of all the girls on campus-girls who ar

hand moved from Mehak's cheek to the back of her n

"They play games I wrote the rules to. But you? You look at me like I hung the stars, and yet you try so hard to be g

in sweet, intoxicating honey. But

astel cardigans, her strict mother, her safe and boring life. But Mehak didn't move a

tasha's arms wrapped tightly around Mehak's waist, pulling her flush against her body. Mehak let out a soft sigh, her hands

no fake screenshots, no secret boyfriends, no looming scandals, and no warning sig

lieved every