Chapter 129

Harper

Classes dragged on forever. Every lecture felt longer than the last, the professor’s voice looping into a dull drone that barely reached my ears. My notebook sat open, pen idle in my hand, as my mind kept slipping back to last night—his touch, his warmth, the way he’d held me so effortlessly.

I tried to shake it off, focusing on the formulas scribbled across the board, the names of historic