TAYA’s POV :

“So?” I asked cautiously. “What’s the verdict?”

Judah and I were seated on the floor, right in front of the coffee table. I was staring at his face, studying his reaction, and he was reading the college letter he just opened. All around us were ripped envelopes and scrunched up college letters. He had been going through almost all of the UC letters and Cal State letters, and so far, they were all rejections.

“Another one bites the dust,” he ...