For Noah, the initial days of university life passed in a blur of forced distractions.
Saturday bled into Sunday with surprising speed, and as he navigated the rhythm of the dorms, he felt a strange sense of accomplishment.
In the three days since he had moved into the school, Adam had not called him once.
At first, the silence had been agonizing, but Noah eventually convinced himself that he was learning to live with the disappointment.
He truly believed he was moving on, that the fluttering feelings he had harbored for the President were finally beginning to wither.
He spent those seventy-two hours laughing with Sarah, exploring the campus, and convincing himself that he was finally free.
However, Sunday afternoon brought a sudden reality check that shattered his fragile peace.
