Astrid

I don't know how long I stood in the music room crying on Solomon's shoulder. By the time I managed to calm myself, all I wanted to do was sleep, but I had promised Tristan that I would let him know what was going on, and I wasn't about to start breaking my promises.

Rather than calling or texting him though, I thought it would be easier to try to explain everything in person.

When I mentioned my plan to go to Tristan’s, Solomon offered to ...