I felt like I am the most horrible person in the world everytime I remember Lucas’ face. Since yesterday, I am not feeling well. Maybe I’m just trying to hold things together but I think its just my mind thinking that, my heart is just…broken.
The days that followed were... unbearable.
In my classes, my professors spoke in muffled tones. My pen sat untouched on my notebook. My laptop stayed closed. I stared at it however, I couldn’t understand anything. I tried my best to focus but…
"Ms. Lopez?"
Diego nudged my arms that made me look in front.
"Are you here or somewhere else today?"
I blinked. A few students turned to stare.
“Your name’s been called three times.” Diego whispered.
I bite my lip as I pinched my finger.
"I... I'm sorry. I didn’t hear."
She sighed, visibly disapp
