Orientation kept me busy all through my first week.Picking up my academy pin, activating my dorm access, checking on my scholarship application at the registrar's office.I did all of it alone.Just as I had for 18 years. Eating alone, studying alone, choosing a school alone.Back before the pack's coming-of-age trial, my mother had made Leanna three different balanced meals a day.I asked why she hadn't made any for me.She looked taken aback for a second."You've always been independent, Aurora... I thought you didn't like having everything planned for you."I can make those meals for you too, if you'd like."And she did.Better than Leanna's, even.What stayed with me was the relief on her face.She probably thought the problem was solved.But the problem was never the meals.The problem was that if I didn't bring something up, they didn't think of me.If I didn't say it hurt, they assumed nothing hurt.If I didn't hold out my hand, they assumed I didn't need anything.It was alway
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