“The heart makes its choices without weighing the consequences. It doesn't look ahead to the lonely nights that follow.”
― Tess Gerritsen, Keeping The Dead
“Are we still going to the concert this weekend?” Rose asked Xavier hesitantly Friday night. He’d been busy the entire week with alpha meetings. Rose knew he was studying late into the night, bags under his eyes a testament to him burning the midnight oil. Rose had suggested him to delay whatever important meetings going on but Xavier had shook his head saying it was too important to be delayed. Hence, the bags under his eyes only got worse. She'd ended up driving them the last few times because he just looked so exhausted, Rose was afraid he’d fall asleep behind the wheel. Now the semester was over;it felt liberating.
Xavier looke
