Chapter 3Mistaken Online Love

I deleted every single message.

I stopped googling his tech firm. I stopped reading his Forbes interviews.

But I lived in the same cramped dorm as Cathy, and his name was constantly on her lips.

She bragged that they were officially a couple. He had asked her out.

That night, he rented out an entire VIP cinema for her. When she finally gathered the courage to reach for his hand, he subtly shifted away.

"He acts like a total player, but he is weirdly old fashioned," she complained to us. "Honestly, he makes me a little insecure. He is too perfect. Women throw themselves at him constantly."

I bit my tongue.

Dominic was fiercely loyal. He had no messy exes, no female best friends. The only time he ever made a move was when he asked for Cathy's number.

That was how much he wanted her.

One of our roommates chimed in. "You should ask him to take you to the Hamptons this weekend. Just the two of you in a hotel suite. Trust me, he will make a move."

"If you are nervous, invite us along! We can be your wingwomen."

I let out a heavy breath, shoved my AirPods in, and cranked the volume to the max.

Just then, a girl from down the hall knocked on our open door.

"Is Jenny here?"

"Rowan Pierce is downstairs looking for you."

The entire room went dead silent.

Cathy's smile completely vanished. Her brows pulled together sharply. "You know Rowan Pierce?"

I shook my head.

"I have never met him."

But the girl insisted he had specifically asked for me by name.

Panicking that something was seriously wrong, I rushed downstairs.