*** Evelina's Dormitory Room – Third Person POV
SNAP!
Another pen broke—just one more in the growing graveyard of writing tools she'd destroyed trying to study. She'd been at it since last night straight through to morning, and she still hadn't made any progress.
Restless didn't even begin to cover it.
"Why can't I…?"
She pinched the bridge of her nose.
This curriculum was child's play. She'd already memorized this topic. She'd even performed it in practice. All she needed to do now was review.
But nothing came to her. Her mind was blank. She couldn't focus—no matter what she tried, not even with magic. The words on the page refused to stay still.
"You've got to be kidding me."
[Already lovesick, huh? You might be the first person I've ever seen go through lovesickness like it's an actual addiction.]
[Then again, you are a succubus… I guess Cael's constant lust basically counts as a drug for you, doesn't it?]
"Oh, shut up…"
