HAZEL POV
“I can't carry this alone anymore," I whispered, my voice cracking in the quiet of our dorm room.
Winter and Mila both sauntered into the room with food in their hands.
"Oh my God, Hazel, what's wrong?" Winter asked, stepping into my space and grabbing my hands. "You're shaking."
“I promised to tell you guys everything.” I wiped my cheeks. “You guys might want to sit down.”
They both nodded and sat on the bed.
"The boy I told you about back home," I choked out, forcing my eyes to look directly into theirs. The memories of London flashed through my brain. "The one who made my life a living hell. One of the reasons my family had to pack up and run away from the city."
Winter’s breath hitched, her fingers tightening around mine. "What about him?"
"It's Killian," I confessed
