Back then, I was so swamped in Italvia, I didn’t have time to care about anything going on in Lurevia.
For over six months, I’d been all–in on school–out early, home late, barely doing anything but studying, eating, and crashing.
The new campus had this chill, focused vibe, and I’d clicked with a bunch of other Lurevian exchange students. I was locked
into this new rhythm.
Before, everything in my head was Cedric. School barely registered.
Now? School actually meant something. Life finally felt full.
I hadn’t gone back to Lurevia once.
Most of my roommates flew home every break. They always asked me to come. I always said no.
I’d finally gotten out. No way was I stepping back into that mess.
I’d cut off all ties with Cedric, and it looked like he wasn’t chasing after me either.
Quiet life suited me. If I did the math right, Cedric should’ve just become a dad. I figured I was ancient history to him.
Didn’t think he’d track me down so fast.
I’d just finished a lab when a random Lurevian number hit my phone.
[I got divorced.]
I blinked. Wrong number?
Then:
[It’s over between Elyna and me.]
My stomach dropped. It was him. Cedric. No way–he actually divorced her?
