Chapter 13 - Hana

I’ll admit, beyond spotting Isak, Aidan, and Albert at the party, I was having fun. This first month at university has made me more tightly wound than normal. Is that how Uncle John feels every day? I don’t know how he handles it. Okay, I do, but I seriously don’t want to think about his and Aunt Sarael’s sex life. And that only covers how he’s dealt with the stress of being the serious Kinley in the six years since they met. It doesn’t explain how he handled it for the thirty-three years prior.

As I danced with Pamela and Malcolm, who seemed to keep his distance, I let the music carry my worries away. It had been a while since I’d had fun, not since my farewell party back home. I missed my friends and the carefree fun we used to have. The laughter, the dancing, and the freedom were all reminiscent of the good times back home.

However, the fun was abruptly interrupted when the music shifted from Calvin Harris and Sam Smith’s Desire to Taylor Swift’s Lover. This wasn’t the kind of s