Rachel’s POV
I don’t know why I grabbed him and kissed him like that. I mean, it’s Nate. Sure, I missed him, but not in the my-heart-yearned-for-you type of way. Just the normal, friends-with-benefits sort of way.
At least, I thought so.
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking since I came here. I hate it here, after all; it’s only gotten worse since the day I found out about Hillary. Sure, she’s nice to me, but, frankly, I have no idea how to talk to someone in her situation. To be under the total and utter control of another person… How do you even remotely wrap your mind around that?
And to think that Stella is in that position…
I’m not heartless, you know. I am worried about her. But, at the same time, I’ve never really considered Stella a true friend. My relationship with her wasn’t un
