Naomi Walker's degree slipped from her hand as she bolted out of the ceremony. I clutched mine and shouted after her, "If you walk away today, don't come back to me!" She paused for just a second, then disappeared into the crowd without looking back. I stood there as the tassel on my graduation cap swayed before my eyes. All around me, there was laughter, shouting, and chaos. The university president stood onstage with a microphone, looking from me to the direction Naomi had run, clearly at a loss for words.Naomi's parents, George Walker and Andrea Willow, came over, their faces dark with anger. George grabbed my hand. "Caspian, I'll drag that idiot girl back here right now!" I shook my head and slowly kept my degree away. "George, Andrea, let her go." My parents looked even worse. My father, Frederick Abbott, had gone pale with anger, while tears streamed down my mother Claire Sutton's face. "How did things end up like this? It's your graduation day—and your engage
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