Chapter 38: Ivy

Say it ain't so, Roan King... please tell us that whatever is going on with the brunette isn't serious. Give us a tiny glimmer of hope to hold on to. KingOfCampus.com

Later that evening, after I return from teaching dance, I hear the low murmur of voices from the TV in the living room and breathe a little sigh of relief that Lexie isn't holed up in her room. Unfortunately, my phone died after French class, so I wasn't able to reach out to her. I hope she's okay.

Instead of finding Lexie in the darkened living room, it's Dylan I stumble across. He's sitting in the overstuffed armchair with his head cradled in his hands. From the way he's hunched over, I can tell something is wrong. And Lexie isn't anywhere to be seen.

Glancing at her bedroom door, I find it closed.

This doesn't bode well at all.

I set my bag down and close the distance that separates us before settling on the couch next to the chair. When Dylan doesn't acknowledge my presence, I wonder if he's even aware th