*Lena*
I spent the remainder of the day walking around campus and the outlying town of Morhan with little to do and too many thoughts running through my mind.
I was graduating, that was clear, and in less than a week I’d be on a flight to Avondale to reunite with my family. My phone call with Oliver had been brief. My aunt and uncle wanted nothing more than to talk to me, and we didn’t have much privacy. But it was obvious he was starting to crumble under the weight of his situation.
We both knew fleeing the scene entirely wasn’t the answer. We’d have to grit our teeth and get through Winter Solstice and the events surrounding the wedding of who he still believed was the love of his life and his brother.
And then there was that strange woman standing in as the dean and her questions about Xander. I couldn’t have answered even if I tried. I barely knew him. I realized that more and more with each passing day.
