I’ve noticed there are no guards in the vicinity. Usually, they’re roving around to catch curfew violators. But why don’t I see any of them? I also don’t know if the nearby CCTV is even working.
The secret entrance gate wasn’t locked when Dylan opened it earlier. It was as if it had already been opened for us. Odd... but I quickly dismissed the thought. My only goal right now is to slip inside the dorm unnoticed. I just hope Rida isn’t waiting for me.
I scamper toward the next corner, still a few meters away.
But then I remember all the kisses I shared with Mr. Little One. They resurface unbidden, until my fingers automatically brush my lips, recalling how we both savored those moments. Even though it’s been hours, the memory still makes my stomach do somersaults.
Being alone wreaks ha
