A Life Beyond Limits (Jack Holland) novel Chapter 883

Jack wondered to himself, "Who could be visiting at this late hour?"

Ever since starting his senior year, his dormmates had all been busy with their own lives. Even the neighboring dorm rooms were often empty. When someone was around, they were usually holed up in their own space playing games. Visits between rooms had become rare.

As Jack opened the door, a breathtakingly beautiful face suddenly appeared before him.

It was Feena, standing at the doorway. She moved with grace, a faint, alluring scent trailing behind her. Her long hair flowed like a waterfall, and her delicate features framed eyes full of warmth and worry.

She looked at him and asked softly, "Did you miss me?"

Jack stood there, stunned, hardly believing what he was seeing. At his lowest moment, she had miraculously appeared before him.

Suddenly, his heart, which had felt barren, was brimming with overwhelming happiness. He didn't care why Feena was there. All that mattered was the deep affection he saw in her eyes.

She had planned this surprise, deliberately keeping her visit a secret. Seeing his shock and delight, she knew her goal had been achieved.

"Silly, aren't you going to invite me in?" she teased, shooting him a playful glance that was both charming and irresistible.

Jack quickly nodded and reached out, pulling her gently inside. She leaned into his embrace as they stepped into the dorm together.

Wrapped in his warmth, her heart swelled with happiness. This was her first time in his dorm room—simple and slightly bare, but neat and well-kept, just like him.

"Where did all your dormmates go?" Feena couldn't help but ask.

"A few of them are doing internships, and some are working. Then, some are out there chasing their dreams," Jack explained before changing the topic.

As he spoke, Jack ran his fingers through Feena's silky hair. Her faint, sweet scent filled his chest and lingered in his head, leaving him slightly dazed. He couldn't help himself—he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her warm, rosy lips.

She had put on light makeup just for him. She wanted him to see her at her best.

Overwhelmed by Jack's gentle affection, a delicate blush bloomed on Feena's cheeks. She leaned in, her hands slipping around his neck as she pressed her lips to his.

This kiss was so tender and lingering, it felt like a balm for the soul. She leaned into the kiss, her lips lingering on his—intoxicating, unforgettable.

The feel of her body, close against his through the fabric, was intoxicating. His heart pounded with excitement. It had been so long since he'd felt like this.

Feena's unexpected, almost miraculous arrival had left him reeling with joy.