I put my bag next to the chair and my phone on the table beside the chair in the library. Still standing, I stared at the chair, then looked at the empty chair where Dr. Hale would be sitting soon, and then to the library doors. I don’t want to do this today, but at the same time, I know I need to do this. I’m tired. I’m exhausted mentally and emotionally. The war between rational logical thinking and creeping tempting depression is even more draining.
“Serenya.”
I look up. I didn’t realize I had shut my eyes. Holt was standing with Dr. Hale. “I… I’m…”
Dr. Hale toward me, but I still held Holt’s gaze. His long sleeves were rolled up now. “I wasn’t sure if you were going to stay long with Dr. Hale. I gave him a brief summary of what happened today. If I overstepped, I apologize.”
I blin
