#Chapter47

I decided that staring at my work was more interesting than watching that.

Realising that I had a meeting with my tutor I packed up my stuff and left the room. They would probably think I'm gonna go and cry because of what I saw but that's not the case.

I'm sick of holding onto something that is no longer mine.

My meeting with my tutor was boring. It was nearing to the end of the semester, so she basically just wanted to make sure I'm okay and there are no problems. My course has no real problems, all I'm really doing is revising for exams anyway.

It was...