Chapter 100 The Night Before The New Life(Final)

• Jules POV
• Graduation is done and dusted on Tuesday and my suitcases were already on my bed.
• Two of them — more than I had ever owned at once, packed with the particular care of someone who was moving toward something rather than running from it. My flight left at six forty Friday morning. The cab was booked. The Westfield Graduate Research Program had emailed twice with arrival instructions and a welcome pack and a tentative schedule for my first week, and I had read all of it three times and still couldn't fully believe it was real.