Even though she’d been friends with Ivy for what felt like her entire life, Elora hadn’t known Zain from their youth. Being nine years older, he’d been long gone from the Clarence home by the time Elora had been old enough to notice boys. He’d simply been a face in framed photos. But that night freshman year, one look at him in person and she’d been mesmerized. After three years, she was still under his spell. He was even more breathtaking now, after all this time.
