Ember stared at the message on her phone, her eyes narrowing in disbelief. The audacity of Drake to assume he could dictate her actions after what she witnessed yesterday was beyond extremely annoying. She clenched her fists, her resolve hardening. She would not let him control her, not her body, not her choices, and certainly not her mind.
As the day turned into night, Ember found herself deep in thought, planning her next move. She couldn't simply ignore Drake's message, he would undoubtedly show up at her dorm, expecting her to comply. The very idea made her blood boil. She needed a plan. She has to refuse him tonight while she remains calm and break free from his suffocating grasp.
Ember let out a deep sigh, it's 18:00 and she's wearing her semi-formal dress. She wanted Drake to thin
