Lysa's POV
The moment I stepped back into the dorm, Mia practically pounced on me.
“Okay, what is going on between you and Jason?” she demanded, grabbing my arm and dragging me toward the bed. “The whole campus is talking. One minute you’re dating, then fighting, the next minute he’s shaving his head and showing up downstairs like a heartbroken villain.”
I sank onto the bed, exhausted in ways that had nothing to do with lack of sleep. "It's complicated."
"No s**t, it's complicated. I'm asking you to uncomplicate it for me." Mia sat cross-legged facing me, her expression a mixture of concern and undisguised curiosity. "Are you two still together? Broken up?”
"We're broken up," I said, the words tasting bitter. "Officially. But I... I'm going to be his assistant for the rest
