Jenna’s P.O.V.
By the end of the weekend, the library had been emptied out completely, only leaving the walls and floors. And in a funny way, emptying out this massive school library had been some sort of a healing process for me as well. With every box that had been carried outside of the room, it had felt as if a piece of my high school terrors had been packed in and brought out of my heart as well.
The library had truly transformed. It now stood empty. Its grandeur accentuated by the fading light filtering through the tall windows. And now, looking at all the empty walls and old floors, it felt as if I was finally able to let go of my insecurities of the past. And finally… let go and start fresh.
I was sitting in the middle of the empty room on the floor after Adam had just walked o
