Eliana's POV
After Oliver left, Annabelle took my hand and led me away from the auditorium.
“Start talking,” she demanded as we left the faculty building. We were headed towards the campus lawn which I could already see in the distance. Students and their effects graced the surface and as much as they were, there were still enough empty spaces to accommodate up to the same number of people.
Annabelle's eyes probed mine, expectation dancing in them. “How did your conversation with Professor Matthews go?”
“It went well,” I answered. “He apologized and explained a few things to me so we're cool now.”
Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see the way her brows furrowed intensely. “Cool? That's all? You'd better not be hiding anything from me again.”
I shut my eyes, as if it would redu
