At Luxford Academy, the elite boarding school for the ultra-rich, Adriana and Nicholas have been bitter rivals since childhood. Forced to live in the same dorm, their once-friendly pranks have escalated into daily clashes-sharp insults, constant bic...
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I'm so stupid.
So, so stupid.
I miss Adriana so much it hurts.
Why didn't I think rationally and just talk it out like adults? Instead, I acted like a complete fool and said we needed to go on a break. Now it's messing with my brain in ways I didn't expect. I haven't been able to sleep properly since—every night, we used to fall asleep together on call when we weren't with each other. Now, it's just... nothing.
The worst part? She doesn't even look bothered about this whole break thing. She's calm, happy even, while I'm exploding on the inside. I'm tempted to go to her right now, to fix things, but I can't. I was the one who pushed for the break. Plus, she's been posting all over Instagram, like she's trying to make me jealous, and it's fucking working.
Last time I spoke to her, she posted a picture of her getting her nails done—and tagged some random dude. She'd never cheat on me, I know that. Adriana's not like that. But still, what the hell is she doing? And why the fuck am I acting like a stalker, constantly checking her location?
Except, yesterday, she stopped sharing it with me. And of course, the guys have been teasing me about it ever since.
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Drew's house is buzzing with the usual chaos—Lia giggling, Theo bouncing around like he's had five cups of coffee, Dio throwing out way too many inappropriate comments for breakfast, and Rora sitting pretty, fashionably perfect as always. Matteo's over in the corner, laughing at something Dio just said about—yeah, sex again, of course.
I'm sitting here, staring at my coffee, trying not to let anyone notice how distracted I am. Adri's right across from me, laughing with Dio about something I can't focus on. She's wearing that stupidly oversized sweater that falls off one shoulder, the one that used to drive me crazy, and she knows it. She leans back casually, shifting just enough for the hem to ride up her thigh. Every subtle movement she makes feels like a jab—like she's teasing me on purpose, reminding me of everything I can't touch, can't have.
This break was supposed to give us space. Clarity. Instead, it's just driving me out of my mind.
Theo, oblivious as ever, throws a pancake onto my plate, grinning like it's the funniest thing in the world. "Nick, you look like you need a pancake, man. You're way too serious."
I force a tight smile. "Thanks, Theo." I don't even bother touching it.
Adri doesn't even glance at me. She's busy laughing with Rora now, casually leaning back in her chair, that same stupid, relaxed smile on her face. Completely unbothered. Like this break isn't affecting her at all.
Meanwhile, I feel like I'm losing my mind. Especially after yesterday. After she stopped sharing her location with me, I haven't been able to shake this feeling—like something's off. I tried not to let it bother me, but I can't stop thinking about it.
