Chapter Thirty-One: EXAMS AND STRUGGLES
Xenia I was tired. Not normal tired. Not the kind sleep could fix. The kind that settled inside your bones and refused to leave. The kind that made everything feel heavier. My textbooks felt heavier. My responsibilities felt heavier. Even breathing felt heavier. I sat at my desk in the dorm staring at my anatomy notes. The words blurred together. Muscles. Bones. Nerves. Organs. Pages and pages and pages of information. My exams were only three weeks away. Three weeks. I should have been studying. Instead I was staring. Thinking. Worrying. Again. My phone vibrated. A message from Papa. I immediately opened it. The landlord is asking again about payment. Don't worry, tesoro. We will figure it out. Focus on your studies. My chest tightened. The landlord. Again. O
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