CHAPTER NINTEY EIGHT: WHO IS SHE??

Madeline wakes up in Jake's arms, a soft smile playing on her lips. She traces the contours of his face, admiring the tranquility in his sleep. Jake stirs awake, and his eyes meet hers. He pulls her closer, sharing a morning hug and a gentle kiss. Madeline chuckles and teases him about his morning classes. "Don't you have class this morning, Mr. Responsible Student?" Jake's eyes widen in realization, and he groans. "Oh no, I totally forgot about that. Thanks for the reminder." Madeline laughs at his slightly panicked expression as he hurriedly gets out of bed. She watches, amused, as he almost trips while putting on his trousers. "Careful there, Jake. Don't want you ending up in the emergency room before your first class." Jake finishes getting ready, leans down, and gives her a quick, apologetic kiss. "I'll make it up to you later. See you soon." He heads out, leaving Madeline smiling at the chaotic but endearing start to the day. As the door closes, she hears him call out from the