Chapter 147: There's No Such Thing as a Perfect Meal

After he hung up, Nixon Walker felt strangely empty. Liliana had made herself perfectly clear, and it stung his pride. "Lately it's been a mix of good and bad, quite a ride," he muttered, shaking his head as he took his books to class. When class ended, Miranda stood at the door with a radiant smile. For a heartbeat, he felt as if the two of them had slipped back into the past. But that was just an illusion. "Class is over, huh? Tired?" "I'm all right. Why haven't you gone home?" "Aurora butchered...