Trixy's Pov
Two weeks had already gone by.
Two weeks without any communication.
Two weeks of pretending that everything was alright, although every time I met Zyron, a part of me shattered a bit more.
He was always present—only, it wasn't for me. He was there for Savannah. Next to her as always, strolling with her through the university hallways, visiting her between classes, and sometimes even taking her home by car. I saw him every day from afar and kept telling myself it was all right. Telling myself that she needed him more than I did.
But is that the truth?
I needed him too.
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"Be ready for your finals," Sir Hugo informed the class. "One more time, I do not expect any cheating. Dismissed."
While picking up his stuff, he left the room buzzing with his exit.
"Ugh, just get rid of that picture, would you?" Phoebe whined as she stared at Sydnee's phone.
