After our meeting with the dean that went horribly wrong, we went back to the apartment to get our things to make our trip to my parents’ house. The ride has been quiet, with neither of us knowing what really to say. Veronica had ruined everything with just a simple phone call. What else could she possibly take away from us?
“We are almost there. Do you have any idea what you are going to say to them now that the word is out?”
Dylan rested his hand on my thigh for comfort as he kept his eyes on the road. It was the most he had talked to me the entire ride. I wished he would have told me what he spoke to Dean Barnette about after I left, but I didn’t want to push him. He was already in such a tough spot that I didn’t want to add to his stress.
Truthfully, though, I had no idea what I was
