Chapter Sixty One
In which memories are important.
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[Ayne Kent’s Point of View]
I didn’t know what to write.
Staring at the blank paper, my eyes focused on the courses section. Days close to my graduation, I still didn’t know what to take. I have been spending a number of days figuring out what I wanted to do. Still, there is no progress. Lucas has tried to help me by making me discover what I liked—but to no avail. To be fair, I didn’t even know that I would get to this point. All I thought was that I would just focus on existing.
I stopped dreaming that I could have my own life when I met Zach, openly giving him the chance to ruin me as he pleased. My dreams were too young to be considered when I was happy, and there seemed to be nowhere else that I feel like I excel in. Not a
