Felicia uncrossed her arms, walking over to the table and sitting directly across from him, her eyes still firm and full of expectation.
"Vergil, I understand that your life is different now. I know you've got new interests, and you're going through something different. And yes, the situation with these... your wives... is complicated. But you've always been smart, always had a good head on your shoulders. Dropping out of college? That's a huge step backward, do you realize that?"
Vergil felt the tension rise.
He knew her well, and he understood that for her, education was a priority, something she always valued and instilled in him since childhood. After all, they hadn't always had the means for it.
However, the direction his life was taking now seemed so far removed from the plans he originally had that college was beginning to feel like a burden.
He had died... He was no longer Vergil Kennedy, the athletic engineering student.
