Elisa’s POV
I stayed in my room for a long time before I could even move. My head felt full. My chest kept getting tight from time to time. I did not know how to calm myself. I kept thinking about what Vivian had said earlier about Roman resigning.
I told myself I would not cry anymore, but tears still came. I wiped them again and again. It did not stop. I felt lost.
Evening came. The sky was dim and the hostel was getting noisy. Some girls were laughing outside, returning from lectures. Someone was playing loud music downstairs. I sat on my bed and watched everything like I was not part of it.
I finally stood up. I washed my face again so my eyes wouldn’t look too swollen. I tried to dress well, but my hands shook every time I tried to button my blouse. I kept messing it up. I breathe
