When my acceptance letter arrived, my adoptive parents held a small celebration. Since my situation was unusual, only our two families attended.
My parents happily agreed, and we met that evening in a private dining room.
When we arrived, my adoptive parents were already waiting. I looked around, Liora was not there.
My adoptive mother noticed my gaze. "She went to visit friends in the next town. Left yesterday."
I nodded.
In the dream, she had not minded being at a two-year college while I was there too. But now I was bound for Holloway University, and she was repeating her senior year, especially after mocking me so openly, she would rather avoid me entirely. She had always seen me as an enemy, anyway.
Over dinner, my father and my adoptive father talked like old friends. My adopti
