Elena's POV
As I walk along the hallway trying to remember the way we came, I stop when I feel the single tear running down my cheek. I swipe at it with my hand and then look down at the moisture on my fingers.
"Seriously Elena? You've known the guy all of twenty-four hours and you're already wasting tears on him?" I whisper to myself as my chest tightens and I take a few shaky breaths. Raising my head and shaking off the tears that threatened to fall, I continue walking down the hall. As I bend a corner, I almost collide with someone and reel back, leaning a hand on the wall to steady myself.
"Whoa, there. Elena?" a female voice asks and I look up to see Christina looking at me curiously. "What are you doing here on your own? This hallway is a maze if you're not careful."
"I'm uhh---"