Brett
I found Cassie’s philosophy notes exactly where I expected them to be, underneath two old textbooks and the birthday card I probably shouldn’t have read six times.
By noon, the notes were sitting on the passenger seat of my truck.
By twelve fifteen, they were still there.
I told myself I could give them to Olivia and let her pass them along. That would have been easier and probably smarter. Instead, I grabbed them and headed across campus toward Delta because apparently knowing I shouldn’t find excuses to see Cassie hadn’t stopped me from wanting to.
“Matthews!”
I turned.
Ollie jogged toward me wearing a Titans hoodie, backward cap, and the kind of grin that usually meant he was about to become irritating.
“Where you headed?”
“Delta.”
His eyebrows jumped. “Oh, this should b
