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But like almost everything else in my life, I shove the thought deep inside the box within that hides the hard to deal with stuff.

"Thanks for the sugar."

I chuckle, trying to cover up how I really feel as he walks toward the door.

"Do you have class this morning?"

"Um…" I wrack my brain for what day it is let alone what classes I might have. "Yeah, I think I have psych."

"Want me to walk you?"

"It's okay. I've got Ella," I say but instantly regret it because I'd quite like to see her reaction if one of the twins came to collect me just to walk me to class.

"I'll see you later. Call if you need me."

"Thank you. I really appreciate you coming to check on me."

"Always, Cupcake." He smiles at me before slipping out of the door.

Sliding out of bed, I rush over and flip the lock. I know I'm being paranoid but I can't help it.

Kane let me walk away with Luca yesterday and I know for a fact that it would have pissed him off beyond belief.

He might be trying to be patient, maybe even do the right thing in his own fucked up way. But that patience will wear out and I need to be ready for when it does.

* * *

I'm looking over my shoulder the whole way to our psych class as if Kane's about to jump out of a bush and attack me at any moment.

I know I'm being paranoid but one of Kane's specialties is pouncing when I'm least expecting it. Just like that night eighteen months ago.

I let out a sigh and force myself to focus on where we're going.

"Have you started the assignment yet?"

"Uh-huh," I agree although really, I barely heard her question.

"Letty." Ella places her hand on my arm, halting our progress toward the Anderson Building. "Is everything okay?" Her huge honey-colored eyes staring back at me in concern.

"Y-yeah, it's fine."

"Is it the guy Brax and West mentioned?"

"Fucking hell," I mutter, realizing that my drama has gone around our dorm like wildfire.

"They were worried and asked me if I knew anything. We're just looking out for you, Let. I promise. You're one of us now, we look after our own."

Relief floods me and emotion burns the back of my eyes. She has no idea how much what she just said means to me.

"Thank you," I whisper.

"It's nothing really."I hope."Just old high school drama."

"They said—"

"I'm okay. It's okay," I assure her when she looks like she wants to dig more. "I'm putting it behind me and looking forward. Tell me about the Dunns party on Friday, is it gonna be huge?" We take off walking again as she squeals in excitement.

"Girl, it's gonna smash all your Columbia parties out of the fucking water. They are banging."