Spring came around again the following year.
I was sitting in the reception office just inside the school entrance when I saw two familiar faces through the glass.
Faces I hadn't seen in a long time.
My parents.
They had clearly spent a fortune on this trip, booking the most expensive flights they could find to cross the ocean just to come looking for me.
The moment the door opened, I hugged my stack of books against my chest, lifted my chin, and walked inside without hesitation.
The second they saw me, their eyes widened in shock.
I was completely different from the daughter they remembered.
They stood there frozen for a long moment, unable to process the transformation in front of them.
But their shock only lasted a few seconds.
Soon, Jason returned to his familiar role as the
