Nancy POV
The last couple of days are nothing but hectic. My first supervisor is coming this Friday, and the pressure sits heavily on my shoulders. I have to prepare adequately if I want to score highly and make a good impression. Every document, every draft, every tiny detail feels like it could make or break me.
Because of all this chaos, I haven’t had time to meet William—not since our class on Wednesday. The only thing keeping us connected are chats and late-night calls.
Even then, by the time he calls, it’s usually so late that I’m exhausted, and we barely get to talk before I fall asleep on the call. Still, I won’t deny how much I miss him.
I miss his warmth, his touch, his kisses… even his presence. Everything about him feels comforting and familiar in a way that I never realiz
