"Eve, open the door! I want to know if you're coming with me to Mrs. Evelin's house!"
My mother's voice seems to come from far away, I don't know exactly how long I was lying on my bed staring at the ceiling that has nothing to offer me.
"I get it, you're not going, I saved the dinner you didn't eat!"
With that, I hear footsteps moving away and the door slamming. I can't stop thinking about what happened as soon as I left my professor's apartment.
It was so wrong, but at the same time, it felt right. How am I going to face him tomorrow? I was supposed to be keeping my mother company as she returns to work, spending as much time with her as possible, but I'm far away, lost in the sensations I felt a short while ago, the sensation he made me feel... It's addictive, and I want more.
I do
