*Olivia*

I glanced around the bustling cafeteria as Dahlia told me about a gelato date with her latest guy. Our bodyguards stood against the wall behind us, alert but not interrupting the steady stream of students.

I took a deep breath and another bite of the grilled cheese I’d taken to ordering here. Sure, it was kinda plain, but the Italian cheese and bread worked wonders for the American classic.

It felt like a little piece of home.

Dahlia waved ...