December 1st, 1994
***Sofia***
For almost two weeks now, Teo and I have spent every night together. We’d wait until a little past midnight when everyone was asleep to sneak into each other’s rooms, dreading the return of the morning.
During the day, Mateo and I would steal kisses in the hall way and pass notes during class when Guadalupe wasn’t looking. After my meetings with Julian, Mateo would make it his personal mission to rid me of that bastard's scent by masking it with his own, much to my joy. I loved wearing his scent. I even had one of his shirts stuffed in my pillow to calm me down when I was alone in my room in the mornings.
But now with the inevitable day almost upon us, it was getting harder and harder to bear being without Teo. I could sense Solana’s restlessnes
