#Chapter 53: Study Mates

Rowena Every little sound felt like it was amplified by a thousand as I sat in the library, hunched over my textbook. I had been reading the same page for what felt like forever, but each hushed whisper, each creak of the door opening, every buzz of the fly that had taken up residence around my table was deafening. Groaning softly under my breath, I clamped my hands over my ears in one last desperate attempt to focus. But it was no use; everything just felt so… distracting. Although, deep down, I knew that it wasn’t the noise that was bothering me. It was Eric. I couldn’t seem to get the taste of his lips off my mouth ever since Friday night, and it was currently Monday morning. To make matters worse, I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about how I had let him kiss me. How I hadn’t pushed him away. He was my brother. This was wrong, sick, twisted. And yet, somehow, I couldn’t deny the fact that I was beginning to question all of that. Eric and I shared the signature G