That was impulsive.
Stupid even.
But after Luca texted me and after class and after hearing New York mentioned fifteen damn times—
my brain apparently decided:
You know what would help? Emotional instability.
Great.
Then Mason followed me back almost immediately.
Which obviously made my heart do something embarrassing.
Worse:
he posted like a normal guy.
Gym photos. Team stuff. Dumb videos with friends.
One story was literally Jace falling off a couch while Luca laughed in the background.
I snorted loud enough in the library that another person glared at me.
Again.
Whatever.
Then I accidentally liked his story.
Crap.
No taking that back now.
My phone buzzed almost instantly.
Mason:
You stalking me, Ellis?
Oh my God.
I stared at the message for a full ten seconds before typing back.
Rowan:
Your friend fell off furniture.
It felt important.
Three dots appeared immediately.
Mason:
That’s fair.
He deserved it.
