Maya's POV
Sasha's unexpected appearance in my classroom had left me on edge. I couldn't shake the feeling that Damon would hide from me if she had sought him out. Then doubt crept in - what if she had actually gone to see him? A simple classroom visit had morphed into a monstrous worry in my head.
Time crawled by painfully slow as these thoughts consumed me. The clock seemed frozen, taunting me with each sluggish tick.
When the professor finally dismissed us, I bolted from my seat. I hurried into the hallway where I spotted PH and Lana walking together.
"You could've waited for us inside, Maya," PH said with mild annoyance.
"Sorry, I just want to get home. I'm exhausted," I replied, trying to mask my anxiousness.
"Exhausted? No wonder! You and my brother keep me up all night with your bedroom gymnastics. Those apartment walls might as well be paper!" Lana teased with a mischievous grin.
