"Deirther will not kill people in front of others, but he may pull the trigger during your speech, so keep in mind that you may die in this mission." I carefully read Xenovia's first and last text messages.
I have no regrets, and even death will not shake my determination to take the hand of the girl I should've saved that day. I also memorized and perfected the poem that was supposed to bring Deirther down for six days.
That lazy librarian or secret agent, whoever her true identity is, her thinking is beyond comprehension, as is her crazy boyfriend, Kelly, an unusual doctor in my opinion.
The new day is drawing near, as is my final return to Saint Legacy University goes forth along the remaining time I have.
My entire senior year of high school is a part of my life that I will never f
