42. COLD LUST.

OLLIE’S POV Mia Tyler. The first day I saw her, I knew we’d come to this. I didn’t know when, or how. The moment she walked into my class with that careless smile and those restless eyes. I’d told myself I could manage it or control it. But this had stretched longer than I expected. “Can you imagine? We have to stay here even longer. It’s getting boring,” Violet complained, and her tone was sharp with irritation as she crossed her legs. I glanced at her. She wasn’t meeting my eyes. She never did when she sensed I wasn’t in the mood to entertain her chatter. She fidgeted with her bracelet instead. Before I could respond, the door opened and Mrs Bino entered. Her face carried that familiar mix of excitement and exhaustion. “Oh, guess what,” she began, out of breath but smiling. “I was on my way here for the meeting and bumped into one of the hotel managers, Sandra. She mentioned they’re planning a three-day event... something about games, yoga, and a few activities. She thought maybe o