Chapter 11

There's a beautifully adapted version that captures the complex social dynamics. Alun, after receiving his acceptance letter, immediately left for travels with friends and had barely been home since. His mother constantly inquired about my return date.

A few days ago, my parents picked me up at the airport in formal wear. When I awoke from my jet-lagged nap in the car, we were pulling up to a luxurious hotel. Still groggy, I let Mom lead me into the lobby.

That's when I saw Aiden for the first time in months. My breath hitched. He stood by the fountain in a perfectly tailored suit, his tall frame elegant. A summer had transformed him from a boy into the man I'd always imagined.

My emotions churned as the meeting I'd avoided for so long happened unexpectedly. Seeing my confusion, Mom whispered, "Honey, it's Aiden's graduation celebration. We came straight here."

Dad added, "Since you didn't want a party, Aiden arranged to have his on your return date. A kind of joint celebration." Aiden turned, his eyes meeting mine. My heart skipped a beat.

Despite preparing myself all summer, my courage wavered. Aiden started toward us, but Madison appeared, sliding her arm through his.

"Brooklyn! You're back! I'm so glad we can finally meet properly. I always saw you two together, but never got the chance to introduce myself, even though we shared so many classes."

Her politeness demanded a response. I managed a tight smile and a nod. Aiden looked uncomfortable. "She's nothing special," he said stiffly. "Just a stubborn kid. I thought she might stay hidden in Boston forever."

I stayed silent, words failing me. Madison's silver evening gown sparkled with every movement. She looked perfect beside him. I glanced down at my travel outfit—white tee, jeans, sneakers, messy hair—looking like I'd just rolled out of bed.

Mom leaned in, whispering, "I brought you a dress—you can change in the powder room." I shook my head. What was the point? This wasn't my celebration.

Aiden kept watching me, his expression unreadable. Madison's eyes darted between us. An awkward silence fell. Thankfully, more guests arrived. Madison pulled Aiden away to greet them, the picture of the perfect hostess.

I quickly dragged Mom toward the ballroom, eager to escape.