I was exhausted both physically and mentally. Oh, and of course, emotionally as well. 

Monday snuck up on me, and I didn’t see it coming. 

Alexander must still be hurt over our last conversation at the lounge on Saturday, cause he hadn’t reached out to me. It stung more than I cared to admit. 

I stood outside the exam hall, hugging my textbook tightly against my chest even though it was useless now. Sloane stood beside me, as always, looking entirely too chipper for someone who had ...