Devin’s POV
My study felt stuffy, even the book in my hands felt heavy to hold.
Flipping through its pages felt like a tug of war, as I could not understand a single sentence of the things I read.
“f**k!” I cursed, leaning my head against the headrest while I stared at the ceiling.
The book drop to the table with a thud while my mind wandered, unaware of anything around me. My mind spurned with the thoughts of
“Why am I here?” I asked no one in particular as I pushed the chair behind, squeaking, as I tried to get away from it.
The door to my room felt inconsequential as I pushed it away, stepping into the room.
A draft of warm air blew over my face as I stood, staring through the empty room.
I sighed as I went to my bed. The mirror in the room reflected a very sad person standing n
