Jules' pov
I shoved my hands into my pockets as I patiently waited for Xander to come get me.
From our last encounter, I got a hold of his number and minutes ago, I had put a text through to him. It was currently past noon, and I believe he shouldn't be doing anything that important right now.
After leaving the dorm I shared with Blaze this morning, I had first of all spent some time with my friends, because it would have been very weird if I reached out to Xander over something like that in the morning. Of course, my friends had noticed that I haven't been my usual self and they had asked me if I was okay a couple of times, and I kept reassuring them that I was fine.
The earlier I revealed the killers of my family to the world, the earlier I'd start feeling okay.
