Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, Skyler had entered her junior year. She was the epitome of dedication, acing her studies and keeping up with her part-time job, where every song she composed was a hit.
Just when things seemed to be on the upswing for Skyler, Zavier, who graduated earlier, had slowly risen from being the least likely successor to a formidable contender for the helm of Rivera Inc., bringing the battle for inheritance to a fever pitch.
One day, after class, Skyler barely stepped into her dorm when she received a text from Zavier: [Free tonight?]
Zavier had been swamped lately, and it had been days since Skyler last saw him. She quickly replied, [Nope. I'd clear my calendar for you, Mr. Zavier, no matter what.]
Zavier responded with [Get downstairs.]d2
Every time Zavier sent such a message, he was usually waiting for her outside. Skyler rushed to the window and looked down. Sure enough, there he was, standing below, a cigarette between his fingers, lost in a haze of smoke.
Skyler texted back, [How many times have I told you not to smoke? Why are you still at it?]
Zavier suddenly looked up, and although they were too far apart to see each other clearly – she was on the eleventh floor – Skyler could still make out the smile on his face.
He obediently stubbed out the cigarette and sent another message, [Dinner tonight?]
Skyler smiled down at him, [Sure.]
Returning to the dorm, Emma and Amanda couldn't help but tease, "Zavier's waiting for you again, huh? The love you two spread could feed our entire campus for a year."
Skyler laughed, "Your boyfriends are just as sweet to you. No need to be jealous of me."
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