CHAPTER 70 Threads of Suspicion

  Angela fell into the rhythm of college life more easily than she expected. The classes were challenging but invigorating, each lecture offering a small escape from the complexities of her personal life. She had always found comfort in structure, assignments with clear deadlines, professors who outlined exactly what they expected, and classmates who kept conversations safely superficial. Yet, no matter how busy she kept herself during the day, the nights felt impossibly long.

  When the dorm lights dimmed and the hum of campus life quieted, her thoughts returned to Edmund. The memory of his voice, his touch, his presence filled the silence of her small room, and she would reach for her phone like a lifeline.

  Angela sprawled across her bed, staring at the ceiling as her phone buzzed with a message.

  "How's my favorite college girl doing tonight?"