EMILY
My life is already f****d.
I was in class yet my mind was somewhere else. While Professor Dylan taught, I couldn’t help but be affected by the constant glance from Rafael.
I was always active in Professor Dylan's class but today was different. While I tried to focus, I couldn’t help but stare at him and then at Rafael.
Each time I stared at each one of them, I remember the intimacy between me and them.
With everything that happened with Rafael three days ago inside the classroom, we now speak and hang with each other.
The reason I haven’t been having difficulty managing him and then Dylan is because Dylan hasn’t been changed but we do speak on the phone every night.
Dylan would ask about my day and ask for the things I needed but with Rafael it’s different. He constantly wants
