Too Late, Hayes — The Dorm Donation

Every photo she sent was like a territorial claim, but I no longer wanted In 13 days, I'll fly to New York. There's my school, my father, and a new identity that doesn't require looking up to He's not coming

I dreamed of meeting Hugo for the first time at age 8 He stood at the door, cold, as if ready to leave at any moment If he had been that distant from the start, would I have seen it sooner? But the cruelest part was having all his tenderness, only to lose it overnight

Where are you going with that luggage? Moving into the dorms. These are just some useless things I'm donating. Inside were all the gifts he'd given me, and the ten years I couldn't bear to let But he didn't care at all.

There's no need to move into the dorms. I'll talk to your advisor. I felt a cold laugh inside of me. Now his heart and eyes were full of Morgana. He no longer cared about my future at all. Is she unhappy?

She's an adult now. She needs to learn to be independent.