Chapter 30 - Dear Diary

The next day I could feel myself being awkward at breakfast, and I knew Lorenzo noticed. I tried to play everything off by simply saying I was tired, but I should’ve known he knew me better than that. As we exited the dining hall, Lorenzo grabbed my arm and stopped me in my tracks. “Hey, I can tell something’s on your mind. Talk to me Eleanor, what is it?” I hated how truly concerned Lorenzo sounded. Damn him for actually caring about my feelings. I sighed, and hung my head a bit, knowing I’d been found out.