Eventually, everyone else would find out. And Madeline would be dragged into something nasty.
Now, returning to Indiana, she had pieced herself together and collected herself.
"I'll be fine for now," she said, brushing off the dirt on her outfit.
Looking in the mirror, she neatened her hair, and washed her face, making sure she didn't look like she had been crying.
'I can't spend the whole day locked in my room, crying and weeping. I have a girl's night with Briar and Madeline, and they come first,' she thought to herself as she dried her face with a towel.
Despite her feelings for Xavier, there was no doubt in her mind that she would always prioritize Madeline and Briar first. Only by sheer willpower was she standing up and walking.
