Chapter Twenty

I’d do anything to proof Mike wrong, but I couldn’t deny the tingle I had felt. It was as really as a part of my skin. I couldn’t switch it off if I wanted. I just couldn’t. Yet, I managed to walk away from him, for my pride wouldn’t take anything less.

I went to a marathon of classes, careful to erase my thoughts of the previous day, and consequent drama that followed. I don’t want to suffer in my professional life like I was doing in my personal life. It would kill me.

Well, the resolve came late, because this was my last class. I picked up my things, and walked out as quickly as I could. My subconscious kept looking out to Mike, and it annoyed me. I didn’t want to see his face after how he had spoken to me. It hadn’t been right.

I did my best to put my head down as I passed multitude of students on my way out. There was no telling who might know me in the crowd, and I didn’t want anyone to know me. I wanted to blend, to remain insignificant to them. It was important that I did.