Sophia’s POV
I cooked my boy’s dinner, and it went well. I think they liked my cooking, since there weren’t any leftovers, and I doubled the batch. I walked out, telling them since I cooked, they could do the dishes. It was a little freeing being able to do that. It was a nice feeling not having to wonder when I would eat again or take a bath. I didn’t want to dwell on the past because the future was so bright. I bounced down to Luna Caroline’s office as happy as could be. I knocked on the door, waiting for someone to answer. I walked in once, I heard “come in” and poor Avery was sitting on the couch crying and Luna Caroline was comforting her.
“What’s wrong, Avery?”
“Trevor!”
“Oh, I am so sorry. What happened?”
“He told me that he doesn’t have a chosen but does have a girlfriend
