Storm
I stood outside the dorm building, watching until the black Range Rover carrying Logan disappeared from sight.
I kept staring at the empty road long after he was gone.
He was really gone.
For the first time in my entire life, there was no familiar face beside me. No Logan. No one I could turn to if something went wrong.
Just me.
And the secret I was carrying.
I wiped the tears from my cheeks before forcing myself to turn toward the dorm building.
This was my home now.
For the next four years, at least.
I climbed the stairs slowly, trying to convince myself that everything was going to be okay.
I’d barely reached my door when I stopped.
“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”
I’d left my key inside.
It was sitting safely on my bed, along with the information pack the administ
