Damien Four years ago, I left without a word and swore I’d never look back. Now Noah Adams is living under the same roof as I am, and every second around him feels like punishment for the choice I never wanted to make. Everyone thinks I’m the easy one—the hookup king of the Sin Bin. But the truth is, I’ve only ever wanted him. He was the first boy I ever loved, and the only one I could never have. Noah I came to Blackthorne U without knowing my first heartbreak would be a hallway away, acting as if nothing had happened while I drowned in everything we never said. I shouldn’t want him; I definitely shouldn’t still love him. But some wounds don’t fade just because you pretend they don’t hurt. One house. Two broken hearts. What do you do when the past never really lets go?