Monday had been the longest day of my life.
No lecture. No reason to be anywhere near him. Just the whole day stretching out in front of me full of normal things that did nothing for the questions swirling around inside me. I went to my other classes. I ate dinner with Lia and Nolan and said the right things at the right times.
At some point in the afternoon I’d found myself walking in the direction of Whitmore Hall without having decided to. I stopped at the corner and stood there for a moment and then turned around and went back to the library. I didn't know what I would even say. I didn't have a version of showing up at his office door that didn't feel like I was asking for something I wasn’t sure he’d give.
Like I was telling him something about where I stood before I even knew wher
