As the sun began its ascent, its warm rays crept through the ward room's window, casting a soft glow over the space. Ashleigh, nestled on the couch, stirred awake. The couch had been uncomfortable the night before, but fatigue had dulled her discomfort, making it tolerable. Megan, however, was just beginning to rouse from a fitful sleep. Confusion clouded her mind at first. She glanced around the unfamiliar hospital room, her heart racing with a blend of fear and disorientation. It took a moment for reality to sink in, and when it did, she was overwhelmed by the memories of the previous night. Her skin crawled as she recalled the disturbing incidents where the men from the party had invaded her personal space. Silent tears streamed down her face as she lay there, trying to process her trauma.The muffled sound of Megan's distress woke Ashleigh. She bolted upright, concern etched on her face as she rushed to Megan's bedside. "What happened, Megan? Are you in pain? Should I call the do
“Now that I see you, it makes sense why he’s like that,” Alexander remarked, studying her with a reserved gaze.“What makes sense? Did you meet Adrian?” Ashleigh asked, stepping closer at the mention of Adrian.Alexander observed the eagerness in her eyes and internally rolled his eyes. The couple seemed to share many similarities.“I thought you said I was wrong earlier?” he mused, but Ashleigh ignored his teasing.“Did he tell you about our relationship?” she pressed, her eyes gleaming with hope.“He mentioned there was a relationship but didn’t specify the nature of it. I figured it out on my own,” he said, recalling his conversation with Adrian the previous night.“Oh...” Ashleigh murmured, averting her gaze as she tried to hide her disappointment.“By the way, I appreciate your help with my fiancée. Your timely intervention ensured her safety,” he said, and Ashleigh offered a weak smile in response.“It’s nothing. Your girlfriend, however, doesn’t share the same sentiment,” she s
Ashleigh spent the rest of the weekend deep in thought. By Monday, she was still torn between reaching out to Alexander for help with Adrian or deciding if contacting Adrian was even worth the trouble. For now, her midterms were her primary concern, so she got ready to meet Damien, Arthur and Oliver. Just as she was about to leave, her phone rang. Seeing Fiona’s name flash on the screen, she winced, remembering she hadn’t spoken to Fiona or James since the office party.“Hi, Fiona! How are you?” she answered, trying to sound cheerful, but a loud male voice boomed in the background, nearly deafening her.“I told you she was alive, Fiona! She just didn’t want to call us. And her phone’s working fine, too,” James voice boomed in the background, his footsteps growing louder as he neared the phone.“James, don’t talk like that! I’ve just been busy settling into college,” Ashleigh replied, her voice tinged with guilt for neglecting her friends.At first she had been preoccupied with her arg
After Arthur and Oliver left, Damien led the way deeper into the library, searching for a quieter spot. Ashleigh followed closely behind. They finally settled at a secluded table, and both of them pulled out their study materials along with the timetable for the midterm exams. “So, let’s start with these two courses today,” Damien suggested, opening his notes and skimming through the pages. “I assume you’ve been reviewing the topics from these classes daily?” “Yeah, I have,” Ashleigh replied, nodding. “Good. We’ll just go over them and tackle related questions. That should prepare us well for tomorrow. Ready?” Damien looked at her briefly, and Ashleigh nodded in agreement. They spent the next few hours engrossed in their studies, with Ashleigh asking questions whenever she encountered something confusing. Damien was focused entirely on the study session, answering her questions patiently. However, he strictly confined their conversation to the subjects at hand, never veering of
After the call from Alexander, Adrian spent several minutes brooding over the matter, his anger simmering beneath the surface. He was pulled back to reality by Caelia’s voice, her curiosity piqued by his intense reaction.“What was the call about?” she asked, her honey voice breaking through his thoughts as her eyes fixed on him with anticipation.Adrian cleared his throat, masking his emotions with a neutral expression. “Alexander was just updating me about someone from my company,” he replied, returning to his meal with deliberate calm.Caelia wasn’t convinced. She had noticed his reaction when the woman was mentioned and couldn’t shake her suspicions. Adrian was notoriously private, even with his family, who had been frustratingly tight-lipped whenever she inquired about him. Her thoughts whirled as she watched him, wondering who this woman was and what she meant to him. A flicker of jealousy sparked within her as she contemplated the possibility of a romantic connection.“So, is A
In the days following the ominous phone call, Ashleigh didn't receive any more from that number, but the tension lingered, threading its way into every moment. The authorities, informed of the incident, swiftly launched an investigation, focusing on anyone who had been in the vicinity when the call was made. Security protocols were tightened across campus. Students now had to present their IDs before entering faculty buildings or any restricted areas. Security personnel monitored the main entrances and patrolled the grounds, their presence a constant reminder of the threat that loomed. Arthur, Oliver, and Damien were ever vigilant, ensuring Ashleigh was never alone. From the moment she stepped out of her hostel until she returned at night, they were by her side. They tried to trace the phone number, but it proved impossible. Despite their reassurances that the stalker would be caught, Ashleigh couldn't shake the paranoia that gripped her. During her tests, she would glance nervously
Megan stormed into the room, closing the door behind her with a sharp click. She stood there, fists clenched at her sides, her eyes fixed on Ashleigh with an accusatory glare. "What gave you the audacity to call Alexander and tell him what happened to me?" she demanded, her voice taut with anger, her hands planted on her hips. Ashleigh’s gaze swept over Megan from head to toe. There were no visible signs of abuse or distress. Instead, Megan looked healthier than ever—her skin glowed, and looked much better than when she used to stumble in to the room drunk and out of her mind. "Firstly, your fiancé called me, not the other way around. Someone from your family needed to know what happened. Secondly, you look fine—what’s the real problem?" Ashleigh asked, her voice calm but probing. Megan’s eyes flashed with irritation. "The problem," she snapped, "is that you should mind your own business! Like I told you on Saturday, it's my burden to carry, not anyone else's. Now, because of you,
Alana sat in the reserved section of the hall, watching the chaos of the Robinette Bash preparations unfold around her. Decorations were being hastily hung, the DJ was testing sound equipment, and a few seniors scrambled to set up tables near the bar. Her friends surrounded her, caught up in their own conversations about the party, but Alana was far from interested. She had other things on her mind.Alana had been waiting all day to hear about the results of the midterm exams—results that would determine who would represent the university in the global biochemistry competition. She knew she had to be at the top of the list. After all, she had worked harder than anyone and had all the right connections within the faculty. There was no way she could lose.A sudden movement caught her eye, and she turned to see a girl approaching their group, her face partially covered by a cap and mask. It was Lauren, Professor Patel’s assistant, slipping in unnoticed. Alana straightened up, her heart r