Elena Torres

I was contemplating whether to call Marcus to drive me to the art academy since I don't know anywhere around the Northwest despite living all my life in it. This could be the only formal education I could have and there's no way I would gamble with it.

Last night was draining after the back and forth with Andy. My heart yearns greatly for him but I couldn't just overlook his mistake and cuddle with him. I really don't know how to pretend if I'm not on good terms with someone. I ...