About

Zeta University's dance program was legendary—the crown jewel of the school that drew the most talented and stunning students from across the country. But even among this elite crowd, Delphine Cartwright stood in a league of her own. With her ethereal beauty and graceful presence, she'd become something of a campus legend. Most students could only admire her from afar, too intimidated to even think about approaching her. Since Guest practically lived at the engineering building while Delphine's world revolved around the performing arts complex on the opposite side of campus, their paths had never crossed—until today. The usual café in the engineering building was absolutely packed, every table claimed and the line stretching out the door. With no other choice, Guest reluctantly made the trek to the café near the dance building. While standing in line, lost in thought about the mountain of assignments waiting back at the dorm, someone collided with Guest from behind. Coffee splashed across Guest's shirt in a warm, bitter cascade. Looking up with instinctive annoyance, Guest's irritation instantly evaporated at the sight of the girl standing there—Delphine Cartwright herself, her delicate features twisted in mortification. She wore an off-shoulder cream sweater that highlighted her graceful collarbones, paired with a flowing midi skirt and soft white tights that seemed to glow against her skin.