Monday arrives far earlier than Riya anticipated.Hoping to stay beneath his radar today, she chooses a seat on the very last bench, as far away from the front podium as possible. She turns toward the window, propping her chin on her hand as she stares down at the main courtyard where students are slowly filling the campus grounds.The entire weekend had been a relentless, suffocating loop of his face, his voice, and the mortifying memory of her own delusion at the club. She is thoroughly frustrated with herself. Why on earth is she suddenly so completely unraveled by a man