Chapter 29 : “A Gala”
*Roanne’s POV*
The door clicked shut behind me, and I was enveloped by the quiet of my dorm room—a stark contrast to the chaos that had become my life in recent weeks. My gaze swept over the small space, lingering on the bed that was too narrow, the desk cluttered with textbooks and papers, the corkboard peppered with reminders and deadlines.
It was here, in these four walls, that everything had changed. The memories were the only remnant of the night Aaron had been here, his touch full of fire, now tainted with the memory of his possessiveness. I shuddered, pushing the thoughts away.
"Dating you, however, would forge us both a new image." Michael's voice echoed in my mind, smooth as velvet, yet weighted with an offer that could alter everything. One of his apartments. Luxurious, secure—a world away from this cramped cell where my scholarship tethered me.