#Chapter10 Gloomy

"Fia, we're going to be on such a tight schedule. Is there no way you can come home earlier for the dress fitting?"

I was so swamped with studying, the last thing I was in the mood for right now was a conversation with my mother. However, if I had declined her call like I wanted to, she would have only found more reasons to bash on me.

My mother had a way of finding a problem with just about every single thing I did. Or didn't do.

I sighed and ran a hand down my face, my body feeling exhausted and worn out. "Mom, I'm going to...