And so, the night before graduation, with Ted and my friends by my side, I made my decision. I would step out from under the black cloud that hung suspended over my head, away from the rainy haze that had shielded my eyes from the truth for so many years, and into the sunshine of a perfectly clear day where I’d be able to make my own decisions that would benefit me, not my name.

Andromeda can't stand another day in the rain.