Elena. Mother-f*****g Elena.
I was raging.
To my surprise, Dylan walked up behind me as soon as I read the last word on the open document. “Oh my god,” he said, freezing in his tracks.
“Dylan!” I said, momentarily forgetting about the mess in my excitement that he was there. He hadn’t messaged me since he saw the surveillance video the day before, and I was beginning to wonder if I’d ever see or hear from him again.
“Hazel, what happened?” He asked, the shock on his face growing as he took in the sight in front of him.
Oh, right, the mess. “I…I don’t know. I just got back from lunch and found it this way,” I said, my attention suddenly brought back to the current situation.
“Who would do such a thing?” He shook his head, his eyes wi
