Part 3You Wooed The Wrong Roommate
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Like an idiot, my feet stopped moving.
I couldn't help it. I had harbored a quiet, burning crush on this boy for two years.
I had spent another entire year agonizing over every text, building a bridge between us.
You can't just amputate that kind of love in a single morning.
A foolish, desperate part of me thought: "If he asks, I'll pull out my phone right now. I'll show him the logs. I'll prove it."
"Faye?"
His tone had softened. It almost sounded... placating.
He stepped up behind me, his voice dropping low.
"Blakely just got her period. I bought her these pads, but I forgot to ask that other girl to run them up. Could you - "
"Fine." I snatched the pharmacy bag from his hand and marched straight back into the dorm building.
The last ember of hope in my chest fizzled out, turning to cold, gray ash.
I realized then that Blakely was right.
If she hadn't been the beautiful, popular girl stopping him on the sidewalk to ask for his number, Holden Pierce never would have given me the time of day.