In a matter of twenty four hours, I had managed to learn that Gabriele was forced to return to France. If it wasn’t clear by the fact his office was cleared out and his name was scraped off from the door, then it was by the statement made in class that Mother Rhoussar had made in regards to him. To imagine having to be without him for just a moment was hard, but to know I would be forced to finish the next six months without him was almost too much to handle. I couldn’t hide the sadness in my face as I had heard the comments walking down the hallway as they wondered who it could have been who had “tainted” him-as they cared to phrase it. I had managed to try and appear unphased to the others by faking a content expression while truly crying myself to sleep each night. This continued until
