Chapter 56 Stolen Dreams

• I don’t know why Ava had been so freaking weird. I hadn’t seen her for a while. And then all of a sudden, she popped up, asking me about what I was doing. How I had been. That absolutely wasn’t like Ava. But I didn’t have time to worry about Ava’s sudden interest in my life. I had better things to do.
• Determined to shake off whatever that situation was with Ava, I walked into the library, laptop clutched to my chest like a lifeline. The library was one of the few places on campus where I felt I could truly focus.
• The familiar scent of old books and the quiet hum of whispered conversations usually had a calming effect on me. I could spend hours in the library. Sometimes all I did was focus on my homework and my writing in peace and quiet.