PART X
Jaimee Reed sighed and looked at her watch for the hundredth time that hour.
06:40 p.m
Time just couldn’t go any slower for a heart that longs for love.
Jaimee has been sitting on her chair for the past couple of hours. Her gaze drifted down on the desk and slowly, a bittersweet smile came upon her lips.
09-10-15
The writing had faded and barely left a shadow of what was once a bright, bold black. It is slowly fading, leaving nothing but the soft memories that haunt Jaimee in her dreams. It brings a soft ache in her chest and a slight hitch on her breath.
Nothing much had changed on this room...
Jaimee looked around and took in her surroundings. Chairs and desks neatly organized into rows and columns, dirtied whiteboard, and the faint smell of markers that lingers still.
