Lindsey POV
I wiped down the window and took a steadying breath, trying not to cry, the rejection letter at the forefront of my mind. Even though I'd told myself it was just another year as an omega and that I could reapply to college it hadn't stopped the pain and the hurt inside of me and I was finding myself crying at the most inopportune moments. The last thing I needed was for Luna Chelsea or Tiffany for that matter to walk in on me crying. I didn't need that extra stress right now. They would relish in my misery.
I was currently outside, doing all the windows. I looked at the ladder glumly. I hated heights. It was one of the things that I feared. But I didn't have time to hesitate and so I climbed the ladder, spraying window cleaner on the windows and wiping them down with my rag,
