Leander

Three weeks had gone by.

For the most part, Hycinth and I ignored the elephant in the room, the upcoming ceremony, preferring instead to stick to less emotionally-charged subjects. But if anything, three weeks of lighthearted banter and fun just further cemented the truth of what I was going to lose.

Because no matter how much closer we became, I could still feel Hycinth’s resistance. She wouldn’t let go of the wall between us. Over the course of her time here, I’d shown her ...