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Chapter 22.4: Love and Predicament
AUGUST
The waiting game was unbearably long the more that I’m expecting a response and it was killing me from the inside out. I walked around my room just to let a fleeting moment pass by and I even had a short trip throughout the house just to distract myself from the already growing impatience. I know weekends should be a lot more fun and anxiety free, a little break from school and all of the activities was all that everyone needs but here I am still anxious and absolutely not having fun. It’s been thirty minutes, almost close to forty since I last sent Ambrose those messages but unfortunately, he hasn’t responded yet. I’m getting more and more guilty as the time ticks and I’m afraid that if I don’t get any response this morning, I’m going to beat myself up for it. The impatience budding up inside me was starting to grow claws.
I held my phone with such eagerness only to see the l
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