The following day, when Tara woke up, she didn't even try to get out of bed. She was feeling scared of what the day might decide to dish out at her. She was uncertain of the future. And disturbingly and deeply numb.
"Are you okay, carina?" Antonio asked, suddenly at the threshold of the room.
"No," she breathed out in a startled tone. "I don't want to go to college. I'm not feeling up to it. Scratch that, I'm not feeling up to anything."
"Well, you don't need an invite from me to stay," he winked at her. "it's not like you to skip... Is it because of your cramps?"
"Antonio!" She chided.
"It's physiological," she could see him roll his eyes at her. "Why are you so embarrassed?"
"How about we don't talk about my period?" She retorted as she blushed a deep crimson.
He raised his hand
